Even More from Tomiro's Book

Sunday 78:th of Novaettir 2048

We hope you have a Happy Birthday, Tomiro!?! Snow completely covers half among the doors in city, while other half has summer, depending on storm intervals. Your human appartment is still reachable, so your oldest friend makes his very first visit here. Both 97 years old already!! Well, just youth for a vaettir! If you would've been human, this should be like 22. Toes and fingers not feel tired?!? Yesterday you worked eleven hours in-a-row, bicycling to 3.782 cave corners, delivering chemical balance kits for your people. Many will survive anyway, but since we never know who - you must hurry.




Sunday 85:th of Novaettir 2048

You are grateful for each day you're alive. Tonight was the first time since last winter that you saw the fox! From a temple ruin you watched the creature, crossing his row-house-lane where humans used to live. You both searched for some frozen bird or frosty berries to warm your stomachs with. This hunger would drive you crazy - if it wasn't for our angelical web of neuro-plastic reserves. Same morning you discovered the very last recording session by a swedish songwriter, who portrayed the fox as his totem animal. Tomiro, we know that vaettirs don't spiritualize animals - but totem humans?





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