I once saw supernatural beings inside and outside the Palace, though only a fleeting glimpse of a white-clad figure during the eerie moon celebration. I also once saw a woman hanging from a tree while camping in Kahyangan during a coconut-tying ceremony, an event not only witnessed by me but also quite shocking the morning after it occurred. Tingit also once heard the sound of a gong next to the room. I once heard pillars and doors being pounded; legend has it that only ancestors in the form of a 'pocong' (shrouded ghost) can make such rapid sounds and pound on doors to have their ropes untied. I was also once disturbed while washing dishes in the Kitchen. I heard the charcoal placed in an iron container in the adjacent room, located near my father's throne, shaking violently on its own as if a volcano was erupting, with no wind or soldiers present. I got goosebumps and, when I said, “Why are you messing around, bro?”, I turned to the right again, and it was really shaking, which made me bolt, *haghag*, and report it to my loved one. At that time, I was in the Kingdom of Robes, at a resident's house. While we were gathered in the living room, we were startled when a carriage slammed shut and locked itself. Strangely, when I was sleeping alone upstairs, I was patted on the back, and as I turned to the right, there was a fleeting black light. I walked down the stairs, opened Plung's room door, and asked to sleep together, my hair standing on end like needles from fear. The next morning, my family and I discussed it, and I concluded that the carriage incident was also strange and believed it was one of Nij's soldiers, just like in the room when I was alone and felt lonely. I sometimes see Nij in various forms: some human-shaped, others as 'siluman' (half-human, half-animal). At that time, Tingit lived in a rented settlement in an area called Kerajaan Jaya (Kingdom of Jaya). I heard the sound of sobbing in the morning, which eventually led me to write in a public place. When I left to search for gold and returned, I found a friend who asked questions and encouraged me to share, leading to exciting questions and responses. I did this to help others, but eventually, Tingit decided to give up because I couldn't consistently practice the spiritual rituals. For some reason, I always stopped, even when given practices for finding work, a partner, and other things. This only made Tingit lazier and crazier.
Whispers of the Heart: A Tale (27)
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