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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.
He is Ainu.
The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.
The "c". Sentire (Latin) > Sentir (Old French) > Sent > (late 14th century English) > Scent (late Middle English). Takes less than 10 seconds to google fam, the wealth of human knowledge is at your finger tips.