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Nama

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Solstice (Pt. 4) Nama?”
Solstice (Pt. 4) Nama the…hostess…smiled.
Solstice (Pt. 4) “Of course, Nama. Take them. And if you want…?”
Solstice (Pt. 4) She would remember her stay. Later. But she was in a hurry, so she turned and bowed. Nama tsked.
Solstice (Pt. 4) “You don’t have to, Nama. Really—just to the city will do. You’ve been such a gracious hostess this…week?”
Solstice (Pt. 4) Ryoka tried. She saw the lips move upwards, and the fur ripple, as it did when she amused or delighted her hostess. The apron was still there, but Nama had changed broom for walking stick.
Solstice (Pt. 4) Ryoka stepped out hesitantly and stared about the landscape. This was not the forest where she had encountered the sneaking giant. She glanced at the door; Nama winked.
Solstice (Pt. 4) “Thank you, Nama. I think I can go from here.”
Solstice (Pt. 4) Ryoka was tempted. But at the same time she had a feeling that Nama wanted to be…here.
Solstice (Pt. 4) She hopped up and down. She got a laugh again. Nama waved from the opening as Ryoka jogged for the road. The city beyond it—
Solstice (Pt. 4) What a strange encounter. Like this mode of thinking—a faerie’s story. Nama was right, though. In between lecturing Ryoka, she had told her she should have stayed with the mundanity of the first vision. She’d gone faster, then.
Solstice (Pt. 5) But everything had changed. And she feared to enter the forest once more. To call Nama’s name and see the true sorrow of her house. The two framed pictures that were not pictures.
Solstice (Pt. 5) A figure ran at her. Ryoka whirled. Nama had given her no weapons, just the foot wraps, but she had hinted Ryoka had useful items. The Pepperspray potion was in Ryoka’s hand. She had uncorked it to toss in the face of—
Solstice (Pt. 5) Hope lit up his eyes. Ryoka blinked. Like Nama—she had the definite impression this boy was something else, but she couldn’t tell what it was.
Solstice (Pt. 5) He was urgently tugging her backwards now. Ryoka knew something was…off. The kid? There were no kids she’d seen before now, which told her he was someone else. Like Nama. But the inn was so inviting. So warm amid this city.
Solstice (Pt. 6) The spoon descended and smacked the fae off her. Ryoka saw Nama stride forwards and the gibber—the creature of—
Solstice (Pt. 6) “N-Nama?”
Solstice (Pt. 7) And she was back. Nama spoke, insistently.
Solstice (Pt. 7) And here was Nama. The woman held Ryoka another second, then let go.
Solstice (Pt. 7) Ryoka hung her head. Then threw up. Nama tsked, and backed away. Ryoka, shuddering, looked at her. She wanted to cut off her feet rather than stand on the ground.
Solstice (Pt. 7) Nama smacked Ryoka on the head with the spoon. Ryoka clutched at her ringing skull.
Solstice (Pt. 7) Nama sighed. Ryoka hung her head. But the hostess just adjusted her apron.
Solstice (Pt. 7) Back into the forest. Behind them lay the ruined city. Ryoka looked at Nama.
Solstice (Pt. 7) She had seen so few people here. Nama looked at Ryoka, and the answer came to the Wind Runner unbidden. The empty home of her hostess. The city. The young boy—who was also alone, his lair made among the ruins.
Solstice (Pt. 7) The answers lay before her. The Wind Runner followed Nama into the forest. They picked up the pace.