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10-17-2016, 10:28 AM
A girl has no place at a meeting such as this, but a girl remains nearby nonetheless. The lightning mark upon a girl's neck sparks nervously, its flickering light casting shadows upon a girl's crown even in the bright sunlight. To an outsider, a girl might look dangerous, as though a girl may, at any moment, release a cascade of electricity to zap anyone who comes too close. Perhaps it is for the best, since a girl still cannot stand even the lightest touch upon a girl's hide. Even now, standing at the back of the crowd, carefully separated from the masses, a girl finds herself flinching away from each imagined movement of a stranger towards a girl's side.
The creature is impressive, its voice enticing and joyful. A girl finds herself quickly enamored with Kisamoa, the regal steed of the deep. Our gods have cousins? What an odd thought that is, especially when a girl has only limited experience with even thenormal better-known gods of Helovia. A girl has only ever seen the Earth God - Kisamoa's cousin, apparently - in passing, and has heard only tales of the great Sun, the playful Spark, the cunning Moon. And in all those tales, a girl has never once heard of a creature who hailed from the depths of the ocean. If anything, a girl has always assumed that the Goddess of the Moon holds dominion over the tides.
Well, what does a girl know, anyway?
Though a girl does not speak to confirm or deny assistance for the immortal, an affirmative nod is given. A girl has long since wanted to get away from the confines of the Falls, to branch out and begin a girl's own adventures. What better way to do so than to follow the call of this strange god? (Well, in truth, a girl can think of many better ways, but this does sound like ever so much fun!) This will be the perfect distraction from a girl's problems: the absentee mother, the increasingly-scattered father, and the need to prove that a girl is more than the sum of a girl's parents.
A girl will help the sea-god.
"Talk."
The creature is impressive, its voice enticing and joyful. A girl finds herself quickly enamored with Kisamoa, the regal steed of the deep. Our gods have cousins? What an odd thought that is, especially when a girl has only limited experience with even the
Well, what does a girl know, anyway?
Though a girl does not speak to confirm or deny assistance for the immortal, an affirmative nod is given. A girl has long since wanted to get away from the confines of the Falls, to branch out and begin a girl's own adventures. What better way to do so than to follow the call of this strange god? (Well, in truth, a girl can think of many better ways, but this does sound like ever so much fun!) This will be the perfect distraction from a girl's problems: the absentee mother, the increasingly-scattered father, and the need to prove that a girl is more than the sum of a girl's parents.
A girl will help the sea-god.
"Talk."
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