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another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. The words Kisamoa spoke to Erthe bit into the back of Otem's neck like jagged teeth made of ice. It had been so easy for the autumn-touched child to simply place all of her anger and to direct all of the blame onto the mutated (and mutating) thing before her. But- Otem's long eye lashes blinked dully as the world seemed to grow quiet. Kaos' voice trumpeted around, but Otem was numb to it for the time being. Her mother said Kaos had only lied to them once .. and that his presence in Helovia was only because of their Gods...Isopia hadn't blamed him, had she? So why then had she, arguably the least altruistic of the demi-gods, sacrificed herself? "Live. Learn. Explore. You will be rewarded." Kaos' final sentiment brought Otem out of her thoughts in time to see him suddenly vanish, leaving only a few charred blackish specks in his wake. Taking a breath and inadvertently sucking in the cyan wisp left behind caused Pandora to hoot suddenly and hop backwards on Otem's back. "What?"  The child hissed to her companion, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention to herself. She looked around vaguely, wondering if her Father or Iskra could see what was wrong. It was then that Pandora mentally sent a snap shot of the golden oak leaves that had suddenly sprouted in her mane. With her lips making a comical O, Otem extended a wing to nudge @Iskra, trying to be as nonchelant as possible. "Hey, uhm.." She whispered, "is there stuff in my hair?" Live. Learn. Explore. You will be rewarded, Kaos had said. Was she being rewarded? For what? Was this an apology? An offering such that the girl might re-think her vow to hate all Gods going forward? It didn't occur to Otem that this might be an insult. Like, here kid, sorry your mom died. Have some leaves.

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