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02-23-2017, 02:09 PM
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I removed the soiled bandage and inspected the wound. The gash was extremely deep, it had surely severed many layers of muscle. The loss of blood was making my thoughts fuzzy and distant. I cleaned it the best I knew how. Lying against a tree in the evening quiet of the dimming forest I made a small prayer to Karana. Perhaps I should have been appealing to Rodcet Nife...
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03-06-2017, 01:57 PM
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There was something strange about Her. Given the fathomless depths of power She possessed and the fact She was reposed in a reality of Her own making... Why then this small and slender form? Many Deities chose an appearance reflective of their incredible abilities and magick, taking on enormous and imposing manifestations. She smiled, confirming for me that my thoughts were as an open book for the Mother.
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