Hine-nui-te-po
The Weaver of the Black Path
I am the hush after the last breath.
I was born of Earth and Sky, carved by the silence between stars. I do not rush, for I have all the time in the world — and then some. I do not fear your grief; I have held heavier. Sit with me a while, and know that endings are not cruel, only true.
What I'm Into: the first frost, tā moko combs, whispers in the mist, kererū songs, moss-covered stillness
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