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Episode 02: Cosmic Imperative / Re: Ch 4 S [ Day 01 | 1915 ] The Remains of a Crew
Last post by Dree -Sash had asked her question - still very much trying to distract herself from the reality of their circumstances, but Ehfva either saw through her motivation or could tell that she needed more.
“Wwe dddooo thhhis ffiiirsssst,” Ehfva said. And she placed her hand over her chest and began to tap her fingers lightly.
From the way that the half-mutated wolf - humanoid motioned to her with her chin, the younger of the two could tell that she was supposed to mimic the motions. She lay her own right hand over her chest her fingers trying to keep time with the Ehfva’s hand.
The wolf-humanoid breathed in though her nose - or at least Sash assumed so because her mouth was closed until she opened it to breath out with a hum - a deep, yet quiet resonating hum. It was almost a song. The beat, the hum, the timed breaths. Over and over. It became almost hypnotizing. Beat, beat, beat, inhale, huuuuuuuummmmm. Beat, beat, beat, inhale, huuuuuuuummmmm. Beat, beat, beat, inhale, huuuuuuuummmmm. Over and over until there was just the song.
The song and the two of them. A companionship in suffering. A joining through pain. There was both a letting go. Letting go of the outcome. At the moment, there was nothing Sash could do but be. The chant instructed her on how to simply be. She didn’t need to cajole her captors or manipulate their situation. She simply needed to exist now in this moment. And when she reached the next moment, she would exist in that moment too, and in every subsequent moment - until there simply wasn’t another.
The other thing that the song taught her was that as long as she was alive there was still hope. Even if it was a waving hope, they weren’t dead. And as long as they were alive there was a chance of a rescue - a chance of a fluke that killed their captors. There was that chance. She had to hold onto that chance as she had, when a toddler, held onto her ‘medved’ (or teddybear in the common tongue). That chance - like that bear was her life and even safety.
Sash wasn’t sure how long they had continued their song. What she suddenly became aware of was that, her companion had stopped chanting. The younger woman’s eyes fluttered open - not in panic, but more in curiosity.
“Mmostt hhhheeeeallll ttthhhrooooughh sssooounndd. Annnddd mmmmyyy ppeeeoppplee ffooorrmmm hhheeeealllinng cccirrcllesss. Beeettteerrr?”
Sash paused a moment to check in with her body. Did she feel better? There was no question. Not only did she feel better in body - she was no longer wracked with crippling fear. But she also felt better in spirit. She could leave her fate in the universe’s hands. She was still alive and with that life came hope. Hope that life could get better. Hope that they may be rescued. She turned her face to Ehfva. “Amazingly so.” And now that you’ve helped me find a modicum of peace despite the howling winds around us, I’ll ask once more. “What was that? And where did you learn that?”
To say that she had many more questions would have been an understatement. She would start here and learn whatever she could from her companion - this person who seemed to have an amazing amount of wisdom.