Game table
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Ti Uhti
Alle tinqui’um..."
...
"...A Uhti
Ti Uhti
Alle tinqui’um..."
...
For wind and mountain stone
something something, there is no god
You look to fairness, Uhti onn.
Eh Uhti
An Uhti
Alle tinqui’um ..."
*hmmm hmmhmmhhmhmmmm hmhmh hmhhhhmmmmhhh h hmhmhmhmhmhhh hmmmhmhhh*
"E’ha gifts life itself as breath
And sends us forth to seek our fame.
To c’alicue we finally go
To trade our life, our death the game.
Tum Uhti
Teo Uhti
Alle tinqui’um"
I subside back to humming after this last, loud few notes. To everyone's relief, I imagine. The gods may have given me many things, but a signing voice is not one of them.
"What? Did... did I say something?"
I stand, offering her my hand to find somewhere we can be somewhat alone.