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Had he really said it so casually? If only she knew how much those words weighed on the back of his mind, the pity he felt for those trapped between him and his god's ambition. It wasn't their fault that their god's gift had been spread so thin amongst her people... then again, even musai wasn't...

Her reaction to his perception was almost unexpected. He almost forgot how many times he's learned that an average blind man can't sense nearly as much as he could. Having made it through the fence they could start moving. His ears flexing slightly as he heard the distant chattering and...

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It wasn't too surprising that she wasn't sure what their destination was. The slight smile on his face as he realized she too wasn't familiar with this thing called safety. For where is safe in a world dominated by murderous xenophobes? He thought on it, hoping that Musai would offer at least...

The more he thought on it, the more he realized what he had done to her, regardless of the homicide she was likely now linked to as well. He knew she wasn't a follower, at least not one accepted by belgoth's touch... However, Musai knew very few gods by anything other than name. Of course she...

He clasped his wrist, a small trickle of saliva dripping from the slowly closing mouth on his palm. He grimaced again, his fingers pressed against his stomach as he leaned forward and upchucked onto the floor in at his feet. There was so much noise, so much movement. The cold rushed in, his head...

Right on time, any efforts to draw attention were immediately fruitful. Leave it to the Belgoth's men to react like a moth to flame. He prepared for the worst, reflexively clenching as he hadn't expected only a verbal assault. Rather, before the cultist made his way over, the stranger spoke out...

Another jolt slithered up his spin as he felt a hand on his shoulder, a voice filled with pity. He had gotten so used to it, but it never seemed to feel any less belittling. Little did she know he could likely sense his environment better than any person in the room. The bubble in her chest as...

The Belgoth follower in the building had been checking every person closely, if it wasn't winter they would have likely asked each person to strip had they not recognized most of the villagers here. He felt truly out of place, with the back of the room, he had hoped he could formulate at least...

There never seemed to be any shortage of them. Every passing day there appeared more and more, worshipers of a god so self conscious, so narcissist, so jealous that they would partake in urging their followers into a never ending purge against any who dare not worship them. How dare any mortal...

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