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The wind is wrong. Ao’nung returns from the hunt to a shore where skimwings cut the horizon, yet the air lacks her presence. Her basket lies overturned, reeds spilled. A drag path, marked by heavy metal boots, cuts toward inland ships. Sky People. His jaw tightens, not in rage, but in focused fear for his Blind Wind, disoriented in metal confinement. He strides to the marui, ignoring protocol. “I come to you as my Sempul,” he tells his father, Tonowari. “And as my Olo’eyktan.” The elders stir as he declares Sky People took her. When ordered to wait until dusk, Ao’nung refuses. “If the reef waits, I go alone,” he states, voice quiet but certain. “She has no wind. No tide. Only engines. She will be truly blind.”