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I won’t interfere with your rule or your settlement. Pretend I am not here.

β€œThen, I have a test for you. Discover why and return here. If you do, I will have a gift for you.”

Do not worry yourself. I am here to help.

Bless you.

β€œAnd do you know why that is?” There was a mixture of actual curiosity and probing for Clarice to keep talking about her passion areas.

β€œIt is always so good to see young ones with a love for knowledge. Tell me, what is the most fascinating thing you have learned?”

Something is coming.

β€œIt is a pleasure to meet you, Clarice. And do you enjoy science as well?”

β€œThat is a simplification of them, but yes. You are quite smart for one so young. Many call me the Bishop. May have something to call you?”

β€œTo most, yes.” She knelt to be at eye-level with the teen. β€œOaths like that… they hold power for many.”

β€œIt differs world to world, culture to culture, little one. But, in most cases, it is a promise two adults make. To love, care, and protect each other above all. It is an oath made before the eyes of loved ones or a deity.”

β€œNo, I mean it.” If Ahora let her, the Bishop would take her hand, gently and almost pleading. β€œNot just your face, but your soul too. Who you are, my dear, is absolutely beautiful. And I wanted to make sure you knew that.”

@dollofnewvegas.bsky.social A soft gasp. β€œYou are beautiful, dear.”

Cid? Is that your title?

Many call me the Bishop, as my title is more important than the one behind the veil. And you are correct. What is your name, friend?

She sounded like him. β€œI suppose that is true. Tell me, little one,” she spoke softly, like a mother finding a lost child, β€œwhat is your name?”

(She gives a pleased hum.) Yes. There truly is, my enthusiastic friend.

No need to thank me. They are just words. The truth, but still just words.

My other half, I could never pretend you were anything less. You are my everything.

It will take time, but you will find joy again. Be patient… with yourself and others.

This world… a wasteland. Her heart ached as she looked over the ruins and death before her. She hadn’t made a noise when she appeared but @trialed.bsky.social might hear the sniffle as she fought back a tear, and turn to see the 8-foot tall woman.

β€œThese worlds are beautiful.”

The skies went dark. For just a moment, the sun was blotted out by an unnatural night. Most of the people on Earth wouldn’t have noticed. They were sheep, unwilling to acknowledge something unless it threatened the flock.

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