>>5171107>>5171111>>5171164>>5171217>>5171312>>5171331>>5171368>>5171400>>5171407>>5171439"You are very talented. The mental images you created made me forget they were puppets." The part where she used a chisel with her fingers to cut them up from the inside was a high point, even if the stand probably had some sort of contraption or else she would have to make 2 new puppets every time she had to reenact this piece.
"Thank you! I love entertaining people. Nothing brings me more joy than seeing other people smile in a bad day."
"Any reason in particular you like this story, though? There is certainly a message to take from it."
"I think Don and Deion were the same person from the start. They were just different facets of their personality. One of them was always negative, while the other was loving and positive. It's a shame Deion won over in the end, it's important to never be taken over by your hardships over the years. You need to kill your negative aspects, even if they change you forever."
You had a different interpretation of it, but she's the one who's been telling the same story for several years, who are you to say she's wrong?
"Which is why I left Zhafira take over my body. Nothing can hurt me now." She smiles through her reveal. "I was really sad when mom passed away. So sad that all the sadness in my body went away, and now I haven't shed a single tear since that day. Zhafira loves entertaining people and friend to all children, that other girl only weeps and cries about how bad life is, and no one wants to hear that, right? So it's like Don and Deion's story, only that Don won this time!"
That explains her one track mind. She's being overtly happy to compensate for the situation she is in. In truth, it looks more like she's the only source of happiness from this place, and you have to be a pretty big optimist to find solace in here, either that, or be actually mad.
You wanted to pry further into it, but the ringing of a bell is heard from the outside of Bernard's hut.
"Dinner time! Come, you're going to love my family." Zhafira has a habit of guiding you around like a dog on a leash, but it wouldn't hurt to eat something and take a rest for the day.
The dinner for today was bone stew. Which in this house, meant green salt water boiled over 2 bone pieces on each plate. It smelled like nothing and probably fed you even less. Didn't stop the talented girl from happily eating it with her father and her brother.
The small boy looked very malnourished, his arms trembling from trying to pick up the spoon and taste his meal. He had a purple circle around his eye that looked a bit recent, who gave him that punch?
The older man looked practically like a dead man standing, no doubt overworking himself to death in that pot took a lot of his life expectancy, begrudgingly eating in silence.
For how much Zhafira hyped her family up, you expected to be in a better mood, but she's the only one that has any energy in this place.
