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The Root Remembers · KofiTable - Mystery Box stories

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  Speaker 1: Nomusa waded out of the pool, her legs numb to
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  Speaker 1: the knee, and the blossoms behind her pulsed like a
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  Speaker 1: slow heartbeat. She didn't look back. She didn't need to.
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  Speaker 1: The light was already fading from the rock face, the
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  Speaker 1: white petals folding in on themselves, as if exhausted by
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  Speaker 1: their own brief, violent blooming. That was reckless, Mazulu said.
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  Speaker 1: She hadn't moved from her crouch, but her voice had
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  Speaker 1: lost its sharp edge. You gave up a memory, a
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  Speaker 1: real one. You don't get to choose what the mountain takes, Namusa.
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  Speaker 1: You only get to choose what you offer. I know.
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  Speaker 1: Namusa sat on the flat rock at the water's edge,
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  Speaker 1: pulling her knees to her chest. The cold had settled
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  Speaker 1: into her bones now, a deep ache that felt almost good,
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  Speaker 1: almost honest. I offered the pain of never hearing her laugh,
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  Speaker 1: but I didn't hear her laugh, Mazulu, I heard something else,
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  Speaker 1: something underneath. Thabo had come down from the ridge, his
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  Speaker 1: rifle slung across his back. He stood a few paces away,
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  Speaker 1: watching the trail where the two men had fled. They're gone,
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  Speaker 1: he said, both of them. The one who ran didn't
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  Speaker 1: stop running, the one who knelt. He's still out there,
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  Speaker 1: just sitting, staring at the light. He'll sit until the
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  Speaker 1: sun burns it off, Mazulu said. Then he'll walk down
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  Speaker 1: the mountain and never speak of this. The mountain has
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  Speaker 1: its ways. Nomusa shook her head. No, that's not what
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  Speaker 1: I mean. She closed her eyes, trying to catch the
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  Speaker 1: thread of what she'd felt when the memory left her.
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  Speaker 1: It had been like pulling a tooth, a sudden absence,
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  Speaker 1: a raw space. But in that space, something else had surfaced,
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  Speaker 1: a sound, a voice. When I gave up the pain,
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  Speaker 1: I heard her, not laughing, singing, a song I've never
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  Speaker 1: heard before. It was coming from the roots, Mazulu, from
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  Speaker 1: underneath the pool. Mazulu went very still. Underneath? There's something
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  Speaker 1: down there, something the seeds are feeding on, something older
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  Speaker 1: than the pool itself. Nomusa opened her eyes and looked
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  Speaker 1: at the older woman. You said my mother left a
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  Speaker 1: part of herself here. but you never said what she
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  Speaker 1: was protecting. Mazulu stood slowly, her joints creaking. She walked
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  Speaker 1: to the water's edge and stared into the pool, where
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  Speaker 1: the last of the blossoms were dimming. Your mother wasn't
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  Speaker 1: just a keeper, she said quietly. She was a lock,
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  Speaker 1: and the thing she locked away is still down there,
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  Speaker 1: still hungry, still waiting. The seeds you fed today, they're
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  Speaker 1: not just remembering, they're growing, and when they grow enough,
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  Speaker 1: They'll break the lock open. Thabo stepped forward. Then we
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  Speaker 1: need to leave. Now. Before whatever's down there wakes up.
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  Speaker 1: It's already waking, Mazulu said. It's been waking since the
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  Speaker 1: first seed rooted. That's why the men came. They felt it.
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  Speaker 1: They were drawn here. Same as you were, Nomusa. Same
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  Speaker 1: as your mother was. Nomusa got to her feet. The
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  Speaker 1: cold water dripped from her clothes, but she didn't feel
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  Speaker 1: it anymore. She felt the pulse beneath the stone, stronger now, faster,
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  Speaker 1: a second heartbeat, yes, but not hers. What did my
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  Speaker 1: mother lock away? Mazulu met her eyes. A name, a
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  Speaker 1: very old name, one that shouldn't be spoken. She gave
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  Speaker 1: up her memories to keep it buried, and now you've
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  Speaker 1: given up yours to feed the roots that hold it.
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  Speaker 1: The lock is weaker than it was yesterday. We have
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  Speaker 1: maybe a day, maybe less, before it breaks. Thabo cursed
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  Speaker 1: under his breath. So what do we do? Run? Fight? Neither,
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  Speaker 1: Namusa said. The word came out before she'd thought it through,
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  Speaker 1: but it felt right. It felt like her mother's voice,
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  Speaker 1: somewhere deep in her chest. We don't run, and we
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  Speaker 1: don't fight. We listen. The song I heard, it wasn't
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  Speaker 1: just my mother. There were other voices. Dozens of them.
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  Speaker 1: They're trying to tell us something. Mozulu's eyes widened. The
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  Speaker 1: other keepers, the ones who came before, they're still in there.
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  Speaker 1: And they're not warning us, Nomusa said. They're inviting us.
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  Speaker 1: They want us to come down. Thabo shook his head.
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  Speaker 1: Absolutely not. We don't know what's down there. We don't
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  Speaker 1: know if we'll come back up. We don't know anything,
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  Speaker 1: Nomusa said. That's the point. But I know this. My
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  Speaker 1: mother didn't die here. She chose to stay. And if
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  Speaker 1: she's still down there, still singing, then I'm not leaving
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  Speaker 1: without hearing the rest of the song. She turned back
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  Speaker 1: to the pool. The water was dark now. The blossoms closed.
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  Speaker 1: But deep beneath the surface, a faint golden light still flickered.
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  Speaker 1: It looked like a door. It looked like an invitation.
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  Speaker 1: It looked like the beginning of something she'd been running
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  Speaker 1: from her whole life. Mazulu touched her arm. If you
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  Speaker 1: go down there, you might not come back the same.
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  Speaker 1: You might not come back at all. Nomusa smiled, a small,
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  Speaker 1: tired smile. I know, but I'm a keeper now, and
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  Speaker 1: keepers don't run. She stepped back into the water. This time,
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  Speaker 1: she didn't stop at her knees. She kept walking. deeper
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  Speaker 1: and deeper, until the light swallowed her whole.