no more light / intro

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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There is more to scent and voice when the tiny dealer recognizes someone.  Knows someone is there.  Some odd sense of... Feeling.  Everyone carried it with them.  A unique sense of them that went beyond normal senses.

She had always had it.  Didn't know it was not normal.  But no one ever mentioned it.  Sight, hearing, taste, touch, smell.  But no one had to physically touch her.  She didn't need the contact.  She knew they were there.  Felt them all the same.  The feeling of energy.  Life.  Consciousness.  Individuality.  Them.

She hears Michael and pauses in confusion.  Someone he could not see?  The wildcat frowned.  Padded over quietly, her tail twitching.  She avoided the spirit without thought, sensing where they stood.  Sensing them without realizing they were different.  Invisible.

With a blink, Keona turned to 'face' the unknown.  Pale hues in curious thought.  "Aloha." Polite and quiet, but assured.  She knew for sure they were there.

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