Cedar Sweep From Whence You Came

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eshamun did not think herself an overly affectionate beast, touching arunik'ra only in passing and ar-khalba in passion, though she had not called him to her since she had conceived. however, asherah's nuzzles awakened a dormant hunger in the ekar-aji, and she found herself returning the gentle touches, even fumbling through offering those of her own. it was a pleasant warmth that blossomed in her veins, and the canaanite resolved to seek out more of this in the future.

"i grieve, as you know, but with molech's blessing, i will be given the chance to bear young again." eshamun still could not think upon what she must do upon giving birth -- she had seen it done and knew the words of the ritual -- but! her mind shied away. "our numbers will grow. your passion will make you a pleasant and effective teacher to the new acolytes. i would like you to walk among them when they come and encourage their beliefs."