a mind is a terrible thing to have

Upon meeting did the very thing he would later panick over.                           And, it was unique, right?

Unique to the circumstances, yes, it must be.  Another wilding intrigue would not beckon them so.


Faith, or knowledge.  It could be either.

The serenity sought is of near mythical proportions, yet so humble in its invisibility.  The villagers can see it, if it’s there.  Surely they’ll look to their perception for assurance.  Is he more the fool than before to think a mutual truth is possible?  That one could know in great depth and breadth that he or she had surely found the home they meant for?  What an odd conundrum to be at once staring into the eyes of a goddess’s acceptance being asked to believe he is a  god.


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