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==Knixi Gives her Life==

Knixi rested within one of the many warm flesh pouches of the great Hazuvaat.

For the first time in her short life, she could be alone within these vast incubation chambers. So few had survived the death of their former host. Even fewer had followed Sadkha, when she and her sisters decided to look for a new worm, instead of pointlessly trying to save their dying god under the tons of stone and sand, exhausting themselves, until they too died, besides their god.

The few dozens that saw the madness of the rest of the Khun'zu-iaan tribe, and followed Sadkha to the desert are the only ones that remain. They took a new name, Zu-Nul, as their former tribe was no more.

They had almost started to disperse, when the call of the Hazuvaat was felt. Sadkha let them to this new god, and now they had a home again. An empty home. There were so few of them, that each of the Zu-Nul could take a flesh pouch for themselves. Knixi had done so. She was the youngest, of the survivors, too young to mate and lay eggs, as the adults had been fervently doing since they had settled.

She contemplated the fact that shortly, her new found privacy would be a thing of the past, as soon enough, the chambers would be flooded with nymphs and even more larvae. The nectar glands of the chamber walls were already swelling. She resisted the urge to feed, as she didn't even know the name of the Hazuvaat. It was unthinkable to drink the godworm's nectar without addressing the Hazuvaat appropriately.

The blue patches of skin, indicating the place where the Hazuvaat's voice could be heard caught her eye, jet she dared not to even approach it. The elder sisters had been very distressed after talking with the godworm. Without a seer, the tribe is lost. The ways of the Hazuvaat are too poorly understood by mere mortal suzumou.

Suddenly, someone bursts to her private chamber. "There you are Knixi! Sadkha needs you urgently!"

It was Chirrin, slightly older male, the color patters in his wings indicated that he was very excited. "The Great Hazuvaat has laid an egg! The elders need everyone to be present! You especially! The ritual is about to begin!"

An egg? The Hazuvaat had laid an egg? She had never taken a part in the Hazuvaat-nul ritual. She quickly stood up, and jumped to the air, her four wings easily carrying her in the air.

"Come on then!"

They quickly flew to the backside of the godworm, where the rest of the tribe was already waiting.

As they landed, Sadkha herself approached Knixi, her wing-patterns indicated slight agitation, and perhaps fear. "Good, you are finally here! This is a bad time for the Hazuvaat to bear a blessed egg. The Hazuvaat-nul ritual is not well remembered by any of us. Without a worm-seer to guide us, we could defile the holy child of the godworm! But the ritual must be conducted! It has always been so! If we leave it undone, the Hazuvaat might curse us, and abandon us!"

"You are the youngest! Tradition says, that the youngest is to take the egg to a high point, where one can see the rims of the desert, and present the Hazuvaat-nul to the Burning Eye in the Sky and to the desert, which will be the domain of the godworm's spawn. In doing so, the worm will bless us, and the Hazuvaat-nul will remember us when it becomes Hazuv, one of the great worms of the sand."

"You must do this, the preliminary rituals and blessings have already been done, you must now take the Hazuvaat-nul and finish the ritual!" Without even asking if Knixi was ready, or understood her mission, Sadkha placed the egg, the child of the god, Hazuvaat-nul on her hands.

"Go child, and don't fail us."

Without a further word, she was sent on her way.

The desert in the area their new Hazuvaat resided in was rocky. Knixi could see great mountains up the north, but she doubted that she had to climb them. She flied to the northeast, towards tall rock formations. The was sand ocean spread everywhere her eyes could see.

As she approached the formation, the desert became ever rockier. There were no signs of life anywhere, other some tiny grass like plants growing between the rocks.

She flew atop the tallest of the rocks belonging to the formation, and raised the egg above her head. She could see the frail form of the Haz, the sandworm larva, as the sun shined through the egg. She raised her voice and bellowed:
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"Behold desert and the burning eye! I carry the Hazuvaat-nul! The child of god! The blessed spawn of the godworm, the great ruler of the desert! The ascendant has laid an egg! The blessed Haz that hatches from it will grow to rule this land and ascend to godhood, like her mother did! Behold world! The descendant of our lord! The Hazuvaat-nul!"

With that, she fell to her knees, exhausted. The egg slowly pulsated in her lap. After resting for a bit in a shade provided by a nearby rock, she flew off again. The egg must be buried somewhere safe, to a place, where it will not be disturbed. She begins to search for a suitable place.

Evan though she searched the whole day, she was unable to locate a place, she thought that would suit the Hazuvaat-nul. Either the sand was too rocky, the sun too hot, the shade too long, or the area too barren, every place she looked, she only found inadequacy. No, the child of the god deserves better.

As the nightfall began, she sets a small camp under the a cliff-like stone, that stubbornly stands against the erosion of the sand. Tomorrow, she would search the oasis she saw from her vantage point, when she showed the Hazuvaat-nul to the world.

She was suddenly jolted from her sleep, or what passes for it for the Suzumou. Reverberations through the ground warns her that a group of creatures are coming. Quickly, she grabbed the Hazuvaat-nul, and hovered quickly toward the general direction of the oasis. Behind her, a crested Houyi hunting group had seen her, and prepared to sneeze a rain of shards at her. But Knixi is young and nimble. Using timed dodges and faked movements, she managed to evade most of them. Emphasis on most. She lost three wings, and her left leg only had two segments now. But she kept the Hazuvaat-nul safe.

Even though her strength waned for a while, she pushed on, and by daybreak she reached the edge of the oasis. Under a fallen kaskus tree she found the perfect place for the Hazuvaat-nul. She carefully and devoutly buried the Hazuvaat-nul, and then turned around and went towards the direction of the sun, bleeding purple ichor that is her people's blood. She never returned to the embrace of Zhen'qual.