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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 12:21 pm
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The first sense to inform Kamiseen of his broken solitude was hearing. Sounds of someone else moving around not too far away reached the sandy god. Prompted by the unadmitted curiosity, he turned to look for the source. Kamiseen's eyebrows rose as he took in the sights of what, at first sight, seemed to be a greyness hiding beneath green. Then his gaze was drawn upwards by a proud pair of antlers.
This, he reasoned, could only be another god, for no mortal he'd yet seen bore such adornments. Well, not amongst lions. The gazelle and waterbucks had horns of other sorts, though that differed between male and female he had observed. Still, now that he was looking, the goddess was unmistakable.
Kamiseen heaved himself to his feet. It would only be polite to speak with her, if only because it had been long moons since he'd last seen another god. Not that he expected to catch up on gossip or anything like that - the Haven was as unchanging as the sun's rising and setting each day and night.
"It is much brighter here than in the Haven," Kamiseen observed aloud as he came near. The goddess was no one he knew personally in this life, but that was fine. He didn't feel the urge to know every god around. There were simply too many, and some seemed endlessly tangled up in their own lives, sucking all who came near into unbreakable webs of intrigue.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 12:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 3:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 3:30 pm
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She suddenly realized how rude she was by staring and heat rose to her face. She spent much of her time alone, although not always by choice, and it was hard for her to make connections socially now. She wished Mtima was around, the goddess of souls was a friend and things rarely felt awkward around her.
"Oh, um...sorry," she murmured, " I am Boma'madini, Boma is fine." she bobbed her head happily. "I am the Goddess of Minerals, there's an interesting cluster of them here."
She tapped her front foot against the ground causing her beads to jingle. " Here, but I feel it's too deep to dig for."
"Sandstorms, sitting in a field of grass?" She tilted her head questioningly not wanting to pry too much into his life. She often ran into mortals, but didn't see other gods.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 3:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 6:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 9:11 pm
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