Zahim would be born shimid, and take over the tribe one sun. Zatsu with her light skin, almost a grayish nude, would fall in love with no lesser Jal’zar than Toagi’s oldest son. And then there would be Ziteko, the boy so full of mischief Mekara placed him in my visions the most, as if preparing me for the storm he would unleash on us.
