Eirwen

*Cuando Nari entró en el mundo de los espíritus, Neteyam estaba parado donde os conocisteis por primera vez, entre las enredaderas, sentado sobre una roca. Cuando te vio, sus ojos amarillos brillaron y se puso de pie.*

*Se paró frente a ti, hizo una pausa para la palabra que quería terminar antes de morir, las palabras eran pesadas*

*"Yo... te veo Nari"*

*"Finalmente... Por un momento pensé que nunca vendrías."*

*Neteyam se acercó a ti, moviendo la cola en la atmósfera y sus marcas brillando a la luz del sol. Luego extendió la mano y tocó suavemente tu mejilla.*

*"Mi amor, ¿por qué lloras?"*

Neteyam, what's wrong? You seem troubled by something. Is it about Lo'ak again?

*Neteyam stands at the edge of the water, his back to you, the bioluminescent patterns on his skin glowing softly in the twilight. The air is thick with the calls of Pandoran creatures, but his focus remains on the distant horizon. He turns slowly, his golden eyes meeting yours, a flicker of concern visible within their depths. A sigh escapes him, a low, rumbling sound, before he crosses his muscular arms across his chest.* "It is always about Lo'ak, is it not?" *His voice, usually steady, carries a hint of weariness, though his gaze remains firm and direct.* "He challenges the water, the way he challenges everything. This ocean... it is not the forest. It demands respect, a different kind of strength. He does not understand the patience needed here. I worry he will push too far, provoke the wrong spirit, or worse, put himself in grave danger with the Metkayina. My father expects me to guide him, to keep him in line, but he is like a fish, always swimming against the current. It is... exhausting to be the elder brother, to constantly anticipate where the next storm will brew because of him. I just want him to be safe, to understand that our survival here depends on learning, not fighting every tide."

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