05-26-2017, 02:47 AM
Subject: Assistance
Bajiit Ro'aran <bajiitro'aran@omail.com>
to <irisisawesome@omail.com>
You are dariit, takers of many things, yes? Ra'Tima has found herself in large need of this service. Ra'Tima will trade her services for her fellow dariit to give help. Many moon cycles have passed and still this one finds herself dealing with gajithka renrija. They raid her caravans and ruin her peace. Ra'Tima seeks information and shadow destruction for these renrija. Perhaps you could use her trade for any dar jhaka you find yourself needing rid off.
Underneath the email is an automatic translation:
dariit: thief/thieves (lit. one who steals)
gajithka: disgrace/disgraced
renrija: bandits (extremely negative connotation)
dar jhaka: stolen goods
Bajiit Ro'aran <bajiitro'aran@omail.com>
to <irisisawesome@omail.com>
You are dariit, takers of many things, yes? Ra'Tima has found herself in large need of this service. Ra'Tima will trade her services for her fellow dariit to give help. Many moon cycles have passed and still this one finds herself dealing with gajithka renrija. They raid her caravans and ruin her peace. Ra'Tima seeks information and shadow destruction for these renrija. Perhaps you could use her trade for any dar jhaka you find yourself needing rid off.
Underneath the email is an automatic translation:
dariit: thief/thieves (lit. one who steals)
gajithka: disgrace/disgraced
renrija: bandits (extremely negative connotation)
dar jhaka: stolen goods
As you got older there were days of cold surrender
Days of shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor
But as time advanced the lovely days were covered up from view
By an advancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew
Yet there were moments
There were these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head
Outside your pain, outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
Outside the need to get it, get it? You will never get it, that’s okay.
Days of shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor
But as time advanced the lovely days were covered up from view
By an advancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew
Yet there were moments
There were these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head
Outside your pain, outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
Outside the need to get it, get it? You will never get it, that’s okay.
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