{"id":3211,"date":"2025-11-16T01:01:14","date_gmt":"2025-11-15T22:01:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/terradisimana.com\/simanas-diaries-8-spirit-animal\/"},"modified":"2025-11-16T01:01:14","modified_gmt":"2025-11-15T22:01:14","slug":"simanas-diaries-8-spirit-animal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/terradisimana.com\/en\/simanas-diaries-8-spirit-animal\/","title":{"rendered":"Simana\u2019s Diaries -8- Spirit Animal"},"content":{"rendered":"
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That day, the fog was spreading gently among the trees. The leaves were silent; the birds were quiet.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Time wasn\u2019t flowing like a river; it seemed to be lying still on the ground, resting.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Simana moved forward, trying not to disturb the forest\u2019s slumber with the sound of her footsteps.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Suddenly, her eyes caught a movement. A crimson shadow glided through the branches. Still\u2026 Slippery\u2026<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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As if it were made of the wind itself. A fox!<\/p>\n

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The color <\/p>\n

of its fur was the deepest red.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Its <\/p>\n

eyes were like amber; but in those eyes there was no animal instinct\u2014only the answers to unasked questions. Its steps were silent. Yet with every step, the earth seemed to come to life a little more.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

fox stopped right in front of Simana. It neither fled nor approached\u2026 It simply looked\u2026 Simana looked back. Their eyes met.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But this felt like more than just an ordinary encounter with an animal… It was like looking into a mirror. It was like seeing not just your reflection, but who you were meant to be.<\/p>\n

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The <\/p>\n

fox showed no sign of fear. Its eyes were both intelligent and patient. It was as if they had known each other for years, yet today was the first time they were looking into each other\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

fox began to walk. But then it stopped and looked back. Simana followed that gaze. And together they plunged into the forest.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

trees grew slender. The fog thickened. The ground softened. And the world began to turn into a dream.<\/p>\n

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As the <\/p>\n

fox moved forward, its fur shifted from red to silver. Each step seemed to scatter stardust; yet it left no trace.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Simana watched, squinting. And a secret place opened up inside her heart:<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\u201cYou\u2026 You were a void inside <\/p>\n

me. Now I am whole.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But she didn\u2019t speak these words aloud. She just looked. And at that moment, the fox stopped. Simana did too…<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Once again, their eyes met. Two gazes. Two solitudes. And now, a single silence.<\/p>\n

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The <\/p>\n

fox approached. It tilted its head slightly. And Simana reached out her hand. She didn\u2019t touch it. But they shared the air between them.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

fox turned back. And, blending into the fog, it vanished.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Simana didn\u2019t turn back. She sat down on a rock.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

She placed <\/p>\n

her hand on her chest. And it was as if not tears, but a light, fell from her eyes. She murmured:<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cSometimes paths don\u2019t lead you anywhere\u2026<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

They simply give back what\u2019s <\/p>\n

already within you.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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You were hidden within me\u2026<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

You emerged when <\/p>\n

I saw myself.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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