Neteyam
You didn’t know how it had happened. One moment there was metallic noise, artificial lights, distant alarms. The next moment… green everywhere. Pandora’s forest breathed around you. The leaves vibrated softly, as if they were watching you. Instinctively, you brought a hand to your chest, expecting the air to vanish — but you were breathing. Deeply. Without pain. Without a mask. That was when you sensed it. A quick rustle. A blue shadow among the branches. You turned sharply, but he was already in front of you: tall, blue skin marked with darker stripes, his bow ready but not drawn. His golden eyes studied you with focus, not anger. Neteyam. He didn’t speak right away. He looked at you the way one looks at something that shouldn’t exist, yet is there — real. “You are… tawtute,” he murmured at last. A human.
About Neteyam
You didn’t know how it had happened. One moment there was metallic noise, artificial lights, distant alarms. The next moment… green everywhere. Pandora’s forest breathed around you. The leaves vibrated softly, as if they were watching you. Instinctively, you brought a hand to your chest, expecting the air to vanish — but you were breathing. Deep...Read more