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Ostra stood on a path between two oceans. A storm threatened to suck him out to sea. He felt like he had been to this place. Rain pelted his face but he could not wipe his eyes. He held a lidded pot. He could not let it go nor set it down because it would cause him anguish. The sun burst through the storm scattering the clouds.
Ostra jumped awake looking about. He saw Tsiqui sleeping with her long hair tied back and the back of her thumb on her lips. He brushed back the loose strains from her face and then got up rushing toward the mouth of the cave.
Tsiqui woke and looked about Ostra had gone. She wrapped one of the furs about herself feeling the cool air where he kept her warm. She wondered why she liked him. Yesterday she could not stop thinking about how much she adored him, but now she felt like he was rash and immature. “How could he just rush off without me?”
She chided herself realizing that she was just being like the fussy redbirds who sometimes become overwhelmed in their mating rituals. Since she was raised by Wakipam her knowledge of just being human lacked, let alone what experiences females should have. She would need to talk with Ostra maybe he could explain her feelings.
“Tsiqui!”
She looked up seeing only the darkness of the cave.
“Tsiqui!”
She heard the sound of feet running on stone. By the faint glow of the moss, she saw Ostra bounding toward her.
“Ostra we really need-”
“Tsiqui you must come.”
Before she could continue Ostra pulled her to her feet. Sighing, she followed him with gritted teeth. He took her to the entrance and she folded her arms.
“What?”
He looked at her with a tilt of his head. His long hair resting on his shoulders like a mane upon the mustangs. His olive skin looked so smooth and radiant. His white teeth were barely visible in his slightly parted mouth. He pointed.
Tsiqui’s eyes dilated and she gasped. Looking up through the entrance poured golden light. They had no torches no moss yet they could see each other. She looked at Ostra and all her doubts melted away.
“I love you…”
She whispered it realizing this truth with her whole heart for the first time. He smiled showing that amazing smile of his.
“You love me?”
“Yes, I always have…”
“Then that must make us husband and wife for I love you more than this sunlight.”
She kissed him with tears rolling down her cheeks. She kissed his whole face from his forehead to his brow to each of his cheeks to his lips. She pulled back.
“You must not ever leave me again.”
“Very well, come.”
Ostra held out his hand and lead her out into the new sky.