ㅤㅤ recommendations: ─── READ IN DARK MODE. ─── ANY FONT.
ㅤㅤㅤfeel free to make corrections ㅤㅤㅤin any of my chapters, ㅤㅤㅤenglish is not my main ㅤㅤㅤlanguage so I don't speak it ㅤㅤㅤvery well.
ㅤㅤㅤin this chapter, the only ㅤㅤㅤlanguage they speak is their ㅤㅤㅤnative language (Eriynxit), ㅤㅤㅤnot English, but in the other ㅤㅤㅤchapters it'll be specified if ㅤㅤㅤthey're speaking in English ㅤㅤㅤor in Eriynxit.
ㅤㅤㅤTW ! ─── VIOLENCE, BLOOD. ─── YOU CAN SKIP TO THE ㅤMIDDLE OF THE CHAPTER ㅤIF YOU DO NOT FEEL ㅤCOMFORTABLE READING ㅤTHIS TYPE OF THING, THERE ㅤWILL BE A SIGNAL (☀︎︎) TO ㅤSHOW WHEN THE VIOLENCE ㅤWILL START AND WHEN IT ㅤIS OVER.
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▬▬▬▬▬ㅤ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, not minding the insects as they bit her bare, unprotected feet for invading their area on the grass.
ㅤㅤㅤHer creator, ᛗᚨ ━or mother, as all the Eriynxinians called her━, took her time making small petals of a cherry tree to put each of them in a newly made wood crown, thin enough for it to be light. She made sixteen petals in total, representing Solaomoni's age.
ㅤㅤㅤᛗᚨ kneeled in front of the smaller fairy━ the oldest fairy of them all was at least thirty-two feet tall, the size of the biggest tree in Eriynx. Still, as she sat at half her height, Solaomoni had to raise her head to look at her creator's eyes.
ㅤㅤㅤ"Solaomoni Ilzzetrum," she spoke, her voice so powerful that it shook the ground, "do you promise to protect your family, to bring to your siblings only the creatures nature offers you, and to not harm the ones protected by Nari, out of respect for their honor?"
ㅤㅤㅤ"Yes, I do." eager to finish the ceremony, Solaomoni rushed her words, breathless as she played with her fingers. Her mother chuckled at her lack of patience, not knowing that ᛗᚨ's slow movements were starting to make her anxious.
