The Mahid part of him was
appalled at these foreigners… this foreign witch who took insane liberties with
the images of the Ten, spoke to Their faces as if they were intimate
friends! Even as she grew younger before
his eyes, in proof of Their favour, he frothed inwardly that she deserved
punishment.
Be still, Mahid. Be calm. Rest assured that Our Dignity
is undisturbed.
Almighty Fathers… she approaches You. She should
approach the Goddesses! How dare she?!
We are Who We Are. Mortal sexuality does not disturb
us. Come to the Divine image that is
most attractive to you. If you come with open heart and open spirit We might
answer. We Have Been Here Since We fell
from the stars and just as We made you, you create Us. Every true prayer has weight and influence
and We evolve.
Be at peace, little Mahid. No punishment is necessary. The okas part of you understands. You work to
your limit, then stop. Mahid was excessive
in all things under 16th Kurkas. His spirit was damaged as his body
was damaged. He would not see Us, hear Us, let Us heal him. You broke open your spirit enough. This is Our answer to your prayer. We keep you whole and safe from Mahid
wildness and fear.
Mahid… hear Us… you may rest. You may sleep. You may listen. If life requires it you may be needed again
and you are Our reserve. For now, you
are ‘Taken Up’. You are priest. Be still, and pray. Learn peace. Put aside the
razors of self destruction. Here there is no need for violence, either internal
or external.
Do you understand?
I think I understand. It feels wrong and is
frightening, but… I understand. I obey.
We are pleased.
Matthas, once Mahid, knelt
before Oas, half-turned to see if the foreign witch… woman… Megan… needed his
assistance, raised his hands to his head and joined his voice to that of the
choir, singing “I Am Saved”and was soothed.
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