Twisted Slough Amazonian

His mouth was clumsy around the name of The Many Armed God. She knew then, before he confirmed that Molech was not familiar to him. Her eyes lit up as he honestly told her he was unfamiliar. She shook her head and exhaled softly, smiling. "Oh, you have given me a gift then, admirer. For that means I am to introduce you to Molech, to be your first glimpse at the Light."

She stood before him now and felt herself fill with all her love for Molech. How best should she start the conversation? This male was not as wanting as she had been, or did not seem to be, but that did not mean he had no need of Molech. "What is your name?" She asked, first and foremost. "Shall I tell you of Molech?" Her face was bright, clearly interested in telling him of her God. She bore smiles in her eyes like stars, flames within the orange of her iris. It was a devout love, but she did not think herself overbearing. She waited for the handsome male to answer, not wanting to share her story and the Word if he was not yet receptive.