Strena Powerless Part One
The Small Tribe Strena sat in the corner quietly writing down her adventures in the Archipelago that they had to pass through in the past couple of months. She remembered how she and Chashathrophogh had their faces yellow and the symbol that was painted on their foreheads. She wondered why Cerpheres never explained the meaning behind the yellow face paint. Yet, part of her, did not want him to. No, with Kitsuné Ryu inside her, she did not want to have the hope within her. They came to a small island where they all got up and, wanting to spread their legs, they docked. Cerpheres dropped the anchor. They all got into a small boat and rowed themselves to the shore. They soon rowed to the small island. She looked up to see the little treehouses. None had walls but they did have roofs. Made of wood and bamboo. There were also small buildings on the ground which were beautiful green combs with brown walls. Then she saw the crops and the fruit trees. She saw children running to and fro s...