Limpy cried out “Raheema!
Breeze is rejecting Demoozi; please help”
Raheema gathered her slate blue morning-less and went into the garden.
the breeze was adhering her dress to the her newly mast-ec-tomized chest, and in between her thighs.
but Limpy made sure she made her way to ‘Breeze”
“What is happening my dear, talk to me”
” I feel desolate, ill-usioned, and worthless.
I do not want to be here, yet I am here.
i Love you, love Demoozi,Enk, Lim-py, Tigris, Nao, and all others.
but I do not feel I’m loved.
Po had given me a new insight, but my vision is my vision.
I am leaving Raheema. I am saddened, but I am.
Demoozi had given me some remorse which I respect, but he wouldn’t understand that Tigris is not coming back. If she would; it would not be for him.
Raheema my dear; I love you…But I have to go.
I had wanted you to help me packing, but now ,I think I do not need to pack.
I’ll just bathe and go”
“I’ll rub your back in the shower”
She did. and blessed him goodbye.
Breeze walked away, a little gesture to Demoozi who was amazed of what was happening and almost glued to the tree trunk.
Breeze walked on.
into the sea; xwhere Tigris may have walked into before.