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Nehl how did you die

"I'll give you one guess!"

>Might it have something to do with a certain not-at-all inconspicuous scar?

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How do u pay for stuff Nehl?

"She wasn't even paying for stuff on her own when she did have a job, I can only imagine what her accounts look like."

"He's still one of the people that foots my bills, believe it or not."

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also hi Nehl ur so beautiful & hope you’re doing alright outside of yknow. The situation

"Well Diollea's anger causes me a splitting migraine and I can taste colors, but we stay silly as the youths say."

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Nehali I miss u

"I've been here the whole time!

Please call me Nehl!"

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I think Orfuse would be my Penpal if he were alive just saying

"He was such a good penpal to have! He used to draw little doodles in and include them in his letters to me.

One time he sent me a letter with a sticker on it that I absolutely loved! Obsessed over it and evveeerything when I got it. Lamented the fact that it would destroy the letter if I took it off of it.

What did he do? Sent me a pack of those stickers with his next letter.

Ugh I loved that guy!"

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Hiiii Nehl :)

Do you remember a while back when you said you'd tell me about the Plulea religion when I got my ecotheology classwork in order? I got an A in that class I think that counts

When can I get my crash course 🥺 I just think it's all so fascinating!!!

Good job kiddo!

Okay so the short and sweet isssss.

The planet Narathix, in its creation mythos, is believed to be the body of the Goddess the planet it is named after.

The story goes like this:

While mourning her inability to give life, the Goddess Narathix was gifted the Sun by an admirer. She told Narathix that if she were to let the sun beat on her back, she would be able to grow and sustain life like she'd never imagined before! She accepted this at face value, desperate to create her own life. Eventually, though, she lamented aloud that the sun was much too hot and all it was doing was killing what little life she was able to make on her own. Her admirer came by again, with another gift. Rain clouds. Her admirer told her that with the sun and water, all her people would need in order to thrive would be a planet to live upon. Happily, Narathix surrendered her body for her children. Coiled tight, she spends the rest of her days with her children thriving on her. There are like different variations of the belief. Some forms of the stories depict the Sun as the Goddess and Narathix and the rain clouds the Goddesses children.

The general consensus is that without the sun and the rain, and Narathix herself, the Plulea and the world around them would not exist as it does. Heh.

To show their thanks, the first fruit to come of the sapling is buried to honor her.

They also make paints and have huge celebrations surrounding it.

Does that satisfy you, my scholarly friend?~

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and hi nehali ur pwreeety..

Yeah? Gonna hold my hand about it?