Cricket Creek Bog Searching

He seems interested in Molech, and she returns the smile. Though her eyes were bright before, they glow even more as she begins to talk. She radiates with love and fervor, with belief in what she speaks. "A wolf with many arms, The Many Armed God. Molech asks much of you, but returns it tenfold. Without Molech I would be dead now, and dear stranger, I believe that with all my heart."

She watched the other to gauge their interest, but pressed forward to complete her story a little. "My life was miserable before I joined my family here. I was ready to die, no hope, no reason. Food did not interest me, and I had no purpose. As I contemplated my very life, Molech sent one of my sisters to me. She found me, scooped me from the pit of darkness I had descended into and shined the Light of Molech upon me. With the Malkaria I have found family, joy, and love. Here now I am blessed, full of life and birthing more soon enough where before I was full of darkness, with death hovering above me."

To any other she was sure she sounded as if she was being overdramatic, but it was true. Her life had lead her here, there were too many things that must be explained away. Molech had lead her to this spot, to Eshamun, to the Light.