Fake Ftiha (fɑkɛ ˈftiːhɑ)
Fake Ftiha, meaning "Small Soul" in Tahi, was one of the original Dwarves of Valikar and the sister of Tehtet ihuk, the wife of Lord Habdabafa Kakke, the first Dwarven Lord of Blorsa Fortress. Fake Ftiha was known for her gentle nature, her love of music, and her skill as a storyteller.
Born in the Capital Islands of Hal Haab, Fake Ftiha grew up in the same village as her sister and became interested in music at a young age. She quickly became an accomplished musician, mastering a variety of instruments and developing a unique style that was both haunting and beautiful.
In addition to her musical talents, Fake Ftiha was also a gifted storyteller. She had a natural talent for weaving tales that captivated her audience, and her stories were renowned throughout the realm. Her gentle and kind nature made her well-loved among the dwarven people, and she was known for her ability to bring joy and comfort to those around her.
As one of the original Dwarves of Valikar, Fake Ftiha played an important role in the founding of Blorsa Fortress. She used her talents to entertain and inspire her fellow dwarves, and her music and stories became an integral part of the dwarven culture.
Despite her many accomplishments, Fake Ftiha remained humble and kind. She continued to play music and tell stories throughout her life, bringing joy and comfort to those around her. When she passed away, the dwarves of Valikar mourned the loss of one of their greatest musicians and storytellers. Her legacy lived on, however, in the many songs and stories that she had created, and in the hearts of all those who had been touched by her gentle spirit.
Narrative Poems Written by Fake Ftiha
In the land of SHUFI SHUHǍ, where the mountains rise, And the rivers flow beneath the clear blue skies, There was a valley, hidden deep and wide, Where the flowers bloomed, with colors bright and fine. There were roses, red as fire, and lilies white as snow, And tulips, purple and yellow, in the garden's row. There were daisies, pink and yellow, and marigolds so bold, And violets, blue and gentle, with petals soft as gold. The flowers swayed in the gentle breeze, And sang a song of beauty, as if to please. They danced and twirled, in a waltz so fine, And filled the air with fragrance, so divine. The bees buzzed round, from flower to flower, Collecting nectar, with every passing hour. The butterflies fluttered, in a dance so fair, And kissed the petals, with a loving care. The sun shone down, with rays so warm and bright, And bathed the garden, in a golden light. The birds chirped and sang, in a chorus sweet, And filled the air, with music, so complete. The trees reached up, with branches wide and strong, And sheltered the garden, all day long. They whispered secrets, in the passing breeze, And sang a song of life, so full of ease. The flowers and trees, and all that surrounds, Is a gift from nature, that knows no bounds. For in the land of SHUFI SHUHǍ, where beauty lies, The flora and fauna, are a paradise.Relationships
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Tehtet Ihuk
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