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Every once in a while, Ljena liked to head off towards the mountains on her own and revisit the chaos that had befallen her and the pride not so long ago. Those strange neighbours, the landslide that changed all the paths through the mountains, the long trip home.. the shrines that dotted the land they had stopped in. She was so tempted to recreate one here, but she couldn't answer the one question she needed to be ready for. If she made a shrine, would it be for the Great Lion or someone else?
It was impossible to compare the deity that watched over the Mwezi'Johari to those she had seen in the Ulili'mlindaji, she had faith in the Great Lion but did she think He would would truly be drawn to a shrine of His own?
She thought about this while wandering near the mountains, always wondering if this would be the time she found just the right stone to start her project or if again she would just walk quietly and think.