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Week 26

Life, Trauma/ Loss

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Summer 4: The eldest among you dies> What caused the death? or... The eldest among you is very ill caring for them and searching for a cure requires the help of the whole community Greta the old has passed rocking chair accident


Avalon and Idri felt a silent tear in the fabric of their world when they heard the news; their beloved grandmother, Gretta the Old, had passed away, her life’s tapestry ending abruptly in a rocking chair mishap. The news came as a whispering wind, wrapping them in a shroud of sorrow and reminiscence. The twins, their hearts knitted in shared grief, wandered to the place where their grandmother used to weave tales of ancient times. The rocking chair sat still, as if holding its breath, mourning the loss of its eternal companion. They could almost hear the creaking symphony of its rocks, the gentle hum of Gretta’s voice mingling with the whispers of the past.   Avalon, the more contemplative of the twins, quietly pondered the stories of celestial beings and time-worn secrets his grandmother used to share, wondering if her spirit was now dancing with the stars, whispering secrets to the moon. Idri, the mischievous and lively one, fought back tears, her mind painting images of her grandmother’s joyful laugh, the crinkles around her eyes twinkling with untold stories.   They both sat in her rocking chair, feeling the echoes of her presence in every creak, their hearts intertwined with the threads of her wisdom and love. The silence around them was a soft embrace, whispering the sweet nothings of yore.   The twins decided to honor her memory by sharing her stories, weaving her wisdom into the fabric of their lives. They would keep her spirit alive, letting her tales of ancient protectors and forgotten realms ignite the spark of wonder in the hearts of the young and old.   The rocking chair continued its gentle symphony, its whispers blending with the sighs of the mountain winds, keeping the essence of Gretta the Old alive in every shadow and every breeze, as the twins danced in the tapestry of her legacy, whispering love to the echoing silence.

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