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Our Highmother, as imagined by Franco.

Hehlumnabia is not comforting, and she isn't meant to be. She is a presence. A weight. She has the kind of intelligence that makes you aware of how small you are long before she says a word. There is nothing human in the way she watches you, yet there is nothing cruel either. She simply understands more than you do, and does not bother to hide it.

Being near her feels like standing in a quiet room, waiting for something important to happen. You do not know if she is interested in you or simply curious about what you will do next, and somehow that is worse.

Her NSFW version is here.

"May the currents be in your favour and carry you to your intended destination."

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