The portal was open, but no one travelled this red tide to meet me. I remember how much I miss them now. Yet there is magic here. Creation power in this dark realm. Bare feet on earth, sun on skin, breeze in hair, cool waters cleansing. Maui too, he reminds me that I can shape-shift, and walk between worlds. So on the still, black night my ruru-self glides, swiftly and silently to the secret places. Sacred stones collecting, that I might build another heaven. Perhaps then they will join me.
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Miharo e hoa
Creation power!! Ataahua e hoa