Progress is a Spiral ~ by SaralynArati

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10 years ago

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"You're a mouse?" the girl asks incredulously. "No, dear, my spirit animal is a mouse. In my culture they are symbols of great wisdom and, of course, caution. Because everything eats the mouse, they must be always alert, always sensing, testing, learning. We do not dismiss them as vermin." "I'm sorry, that was rude," Syeha apologizes. "Our society venerates the spider, the weaver, which I suppose is pretty weird from an outside perspective." Moon Shadow smiles. "Make the feather float."

10 years ago

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"In the Northeast, we don't have them, or at least we don't discover them," Moon Shadow tells her, "but I confess that when I came to the steppes, I was as curious about them as you are." The woman's eyes twinkle. "Sometimes they are creatures that do not actually exist, like Star Hawk or Smoke Cat or Blue Turtle. Often a young person will amend their name when they find out their spirit animal, but it is not required." "So..." prompts Syeha. "It seems I relate best to the wise door mouse."

10 years ago

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Moon Shadow and Blue Turtle are very insistent that Syeha still find time for recreation, and get plenty of sleep. She likes most to dance during her free periods, comparing the way that she does this to the plains dances which the other young people show her. The girl hopes to learn shamanic dancing one day, although the implications, that she must have great power to master this, haven't quite sunk all the way in yet. During one lesson, she shyly asks Moon Shadow what her spirit animal is.

10 years ago

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This is all right, though, Blue Turtle Dreaming comments philosophically. "Progress is a spiral. You think you're getting nowhere and going in circles, but in reality you're closing in on your goal." Syeha is having trouble absorbing this. She will accomplish one very simple spell, only to forget or foul up one of the first that she learned. It is like there is only so much space in her brain, and something must fall out the bottom to make room for anything further to be added to the top.

10 years ago

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Unfortunately, tracing Ahi'i is not as successful. Try as she might, Syeha cannot remember exactly what tribe she was supposedly from; this did not seem odd at the time, because often teens from surrounding villages appeared in the pack. And of the young people still in the South, only Makto, her erstwhile boyfriend, particularly cares where she might be. Apparently, although the diminutive girl had been cautious not to make enemies, she had not ingratiated herself or become really popular.

10 years ago