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[heron]

[ when the feed turns on, there is a man with large white wings standing too close. he squints at it quizzically before moving back with a frown that barely mars his beauty. his wings flap erratically behind him. ]

My sister, Leanne, seems to be missing. I have searched everywhere but she cannot be found. I — [ reyson bites it off, frustrated before taking a deep breath. ] — I will assume she has returned home as I know there have been cases of people . . . leaving. And I have no reason to suspect foul play. The Gods have deemed it so.

[ but, oh, it is a bitter pill that for a moment his face cracks from the effort from it. but reyson has borne worse. ]

Perhaps . . . if you could, please share some words or prayer to your own Gods to watch over her. Or share me stories of your deities. Are they kind? Cruel? Are Gods strangers to you?

Comments

[heron]

How very . . . human of you.

[original_is_best]

I prefer to think of it as self-preservation. Should the worst happen, someone has to be prepared, else where leaving people to the whims of others.

[heron]

As I said. Human.

[original_is_best]

Then that is how I would prefer to be.

[heron]

[ he purses his lips. how could he have forgotten? this is how they are. ]

Then I will ask to no longer call upon my aid. My powers are not for the self-serving. For all I do not care of gods, it is not gods who hurt me and my people, but humans who hide behind such words.

[original_is_best]

I'm afraid we disagree on what is self-serving. So be it.