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toula gasped. oh! may we invite all of those that are my age? toula wondered, eyes bright and full of hope! toula so loved everyone here, but the only ones that she knew were her brother, who she loved and adored... and there was also midas and medusa, too, but as a pair they inspired little conversation... as individuals, even less. it was not for lack of trying; it seemed they two preferred one another to anything else!
but toula was still sure to always send them sweet gifts. perhaps one day they would warm to her!
the Amiirad had faith that there were others in this world out there that might enjoy the same things that she did. that might speak more, too!
toula giggled as he pulled her closer, daydreaming now about this trip they would embark on all together. brother, of course, for he could not be excluded! and perhaps sister, if she is not on another trip, and our attendants, and perhaps medusa and midas, though I have not seen them greet Ra— she may well have rifled off names of all within Akashingo! for toula loved them all, too.
that is probably too many... it occurred to her, and so she looked up at her father. she squinted, trying to think of who to remove from this list, but had much difficulty. she sighed. perhaps you decide this time, she said with a small smile. toula trusted him, in all things—this list too now!