Liri's Naming Dreams

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An ache deep inside. A need that needs addressed. Help others, but also yourself. Feed the need...whatever it may be.

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From a young age she proved adept at being able to smell, or even taste the wind, to know when a change was coming be it to the weather or surroundings, or to warn of dangers coming their way. Some scoffed at her though, calling her a liar. One day though, she was seen by the tribe a short distance from where they lived, eyes closed, mouth more pursed than, open and tasting the air. She could taste smoke on her tongue, had the hint of ashes on her lips, and she finally turned to the tribe and declared there was a fire coming. A fire no one else could see, or smell. Most believed her though, and encouraged the non believers to leave as well. 'What harm can it cause if she's wrong? We're gone from our home a few days and if she's right...'

When it came to pass she was right, she was praised for Kissing The Wind as it had looked like to so many as she stood there head raised, eyes closed, and lips semi pursed. By doing so, she'd saved them all from a small fire caused by an afternoon storm full of lightning. After that, no one scoffed at her words again.

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Trees fill the area. Willow trees the only ones recognizable. Stepping closer it's easy to see something hanging... no dripping from the branches, reaching for the ground. It's moss.

Moss Dripping From Willows.