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nexus_crossings2018-12-31 03:25 pm
blackgoat) wrote in nexus_crossings2018-12-31 03:25 pm
GOATS
"Do you have children?"
The voice seemed to come before the lady, as if the question summoned her, rather than was actually spoken.
Small, demure in appearance, lovely in a way that quickly extended itself into the realm of disquieting. She seemed doll like, unliving and not quite made of flesh.
Little hands resting on a heavily pregnant belly, the woman draped in heavy Victorian dresses of stone grays, off whites and dull sky blues, with that porcelain skin and wild snow white hair, she'd almost look like she was trying to blend into the snow.
"If you do not, do you want them?"
Ah, so it was her speaking, the voice soft and sweet, if... off, in an odd way. A tone that crept up the spine and settled into the neck and base of the skull, like cold fingers pressed against the nape.
The voice seemed to come before the lady, as if the question summoned her, rather than was actually spoken.
Small, demure in appearance, lovely in a way that quickly extended itself into the realm of disquieting. She seemed doll like, unliving and not quite made of flesh.
Little hands resting on a heavily pregnant belly, the woman draped in heavy Victorian dresses of stone grays, off whites and dull sky blues, with that porcelain skin and wild snow white hair, she'd almost look like she was trying to blend into the snow.
"If you do not, do you want them?"
Ah, so it was her speaking, the voice soft and sweet, if... off, in an odd way. A tone that crept up the spine and settled into the neck and base of the skull, like cold fingers pressed against the nape.
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"I am. The ultimate source of life, from which all Gods are spawned, my children innumerable and powerful beyond compare. Worshipped by billions across planes and galaxies, so many, many races look to me as protector, and mother.
Through me, eternal life is not only possible, but promised, dearest child."
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She's curious, too.
"Eternal life?" she questions softly. "In what way? I've heard of gods who transform their followers. Do you do that, too?"