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Elvira- I hold on tight as we go down the dunes again. I didn't scream this time. I had only done it last time because it surprised me. We get down to the village and I could see faces light up when they see Breeze and the others. But also there were looks of confusion as many of the villagers noticed me. I tried to either not look or smile, but their looks made me a bit nervous.

Shujaa: I jump down and reach a hand up to Elvira "Welcome to our village." I say with a smile.      Breeze: Chifu leaps off and I dismount, as soon as my feet hit the ground, my vision goes fuzzy and I feel unsteady on my feet.   Chifu: I see Breeze's face go white and step behind her, holding her up "Vipi refu na wewe banda ako damu?" she leans against me and wispers "I'm not sure, but it's been a while."

Elvira- "I'm not sure how 'welcomed' I am. Most of the village was staring at me. Do they not approve of me or something?" I whisper to him as I get down

Shujaa: "Well, you are wearing what our women would term as inappropriate dress." I wisper back "Not to mention the fact that you are new, and we do not get many visiters. Then there are the girls here who seem to be about your age, they automatically do not like you." I smile "And us whispering to each other isn't helping the situation with the girls at all." I look over and see Breeze leaning against my father "Pardon me." I say quickly, then practically run over to them "Are you alright?" I ask, she mumbles something incoherent and I look to my father "She was wounded, it hasn't stopped bleeding for a long time." I see her eyes tear up, then I hear a choked sound, like a scream being forced to stay in. She curls into a ball on the ground and stays there. Father picks her up  and begins to walk for the healer's tent. "Taharuki yeye ni umia!" I shout, then run back and grab Elvira by the hand "Come on!" I drag her in the right direction, anxious to get to Breeze.

Elvira- As Shujaa races over to Breeze , I stand there and think about what he said. I look down to my clothes. I had on knee length skirt with tights underneath, a v-neck shirt that cut down not too low and the sleeves went down to my elbows, and the gold shaw I had was now wrapped around my waist. I guess it was very different from the women's long dresses here. Now for being somewhere new, I could handle that. I just needed to learn their culture and accept it. And then Shujaa had said the girls here that were around my age didn't like me already. And that us talking made it worse. Hmmm so many of the girls must like him then. Well I'll make sure to make it a point that I'm not interested in Shujaa in such away....My thoughts get interrupted when Shujaa screams out and then comes over to me and starts dragging me to the healers tent. I see some of the young girls glaring at us. Well this isn't helping either. Then I see Breeze being taken into the healers tent. "I'm such a fool." I say to Shujaa as he pulls me. "I should've tried to heal her when she was asleep or something. But she had told me it was fine. But I could see that it hurt her and yet I still listened to her."

Shujaa: I shake my head "You can't help following her orders, don't blame yourself." I start to go into the healer's tent, but father stops me "Stay out here, Breeze doesn't want either of you in here during her healing." I stat to protest, but he looks me in the eye, silently commanding me to stay outside with Elvira. I put my head down "Yes, sir."

Elvira- I go and sit down on the ground next to the tent. I sigh. "This is my fault. I should've done something." I say to myself. "I lost Maenor because I didn't do anything. Now Breeze....."

Shujaa: I sit down across from her, studying her face "I don't know who this Meanor guy is, but I can tell he was very special to you." I look her in the eye "You can't blame yourself for what happened. To him or to her." I nod in the direction of the tent "There is a saying my people have: Ya yaliopita ni ya yaliopita." I tell her. "Kumbe ishi kwa leo, si kwa jana."

Elira- I look up at him. "What does it mean?" I ask, tears brimming my eyes a bit.

Shujaa: "The past is the past, so live for today, not for yesterday." I start to tell her more when I hear a scream from the healer's tent.

Elvira- I shoot up. "How can I live for today when all I hear is her screaming, reminding me of the past? There are some things that cannot be forgotten." I hear Breeze scream again. "I've got to see if she's ok." I say and start to walk, but I feel Shujaa grab my hand. I look back at him. "Let go Shujaa."

Shujaa: I shake my head and tighten my grip "It's only the healing, ours isn't as gentle as what you're used to, and her wounds, they can't be healed by conventional means." I make sure she's listening "If you go in now, you'll interfere with the healing, you'll just make it worse, then it will be your fault."

Elvira- "Ok I won't go in. But can we go someplace where we won't hear her scream?" I say. Then I notice him still holding my hand. " You can let go now Shujaa."

Shujaa: I raise an eyebrow "Promise you won't run in there as soon as I let go?" I ask.

Elvira- I smile down at him. "I promise."

Shujaa: I let go and lay back on the sand, putting my arms behind my head and closing my eyes "There's nowhere in the village like that."

Elvira- I sit back down and sigh. "Well maybe somewhere out in the desert around the village. I just can't stand to hear it."

Shujaa: I smile "How about I find a way to distract you? I could play music, show you around, sacrifice you to the beast-I mean-hand you over to the women." I joke.

Elvira- I smile a bit. "I feel like if you did hand me over to them, they would try to change my clothes. And not to rude, but I like how I dress." I say. "Anyway I wouldn't mind seeing the village though."

Shujaa: I roll and jump to my feet "In that case," I do one of the forest peoples' court bows and offer her my arm "might I escort you on a lovely tour of our humble village whilst pointing out both the obvious and mysterious?" I ask.     Breeze: I bite down on a bit of cloth the healer had given me, trying not to scream. The magic felt like fire burning and my skin crawled, not the most pleasant sensation by any means.