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Kahlua The familiar voice of the Sun Lord came to her from all around, though as she peaked her eyes open he was nowhere in particular to be seem. Truth be told, he frightened her somewhat; he was passionate and flaming, rather unlike the cool steadiness of her land’s patron. Still, she had to smile a little bit at the dramatic entrances that the gods so often employed. Regardless, the daft woman hardly noticed the disdain in his voice when he emphasized ‘Sun’, and what she did notice of it she did not take as rudeness. But more importantly, did she think she could do this? As he arrived in his flaming brilliance, she responded, skipping back a step or two in avoidance of the fire that came so near to her. “With your help, I hope so.” She dare not claim that she could do this. After all, looking back and seeing how the pressures of her queendom had affected her, she could never be certain of anything. But she had to try, and anyways, it seemed she was getting some help. “This island has seemed to bring out the best in all of us.” While she was speaking, the little blue descended from her withers to the ground, crawling forward to investigate the rocks that had been heated by the flames of the deity. Absently, the queen looked down to him, but gave him no direction or instruction. She was a poor teacher and guardian at best; the little blue would have to learn many of the pains that the world brought on his own, it seemed, for the queen’s addled mind was a poor life coach. @[God of the Sun] here comes the sun |
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for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing her.
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