Blackfeather Woods In the middle with the beggars and rejects

His teacher seemed uncertain.
He tilted his head as if he could pluck answers from he rmind but, alas, he couldn't. So she asked him what he thought.
Was that what the Daedra really were? Thoughts inside one's head, given personalities and roles in a fantastical land which the mind can animate into beliefs? 
Was religion a perspective, nothing more?

It was all a mere wisp of a thought that floated through his mind and did not cloud his judgment or trust in Maegi. But it was the seed for his own independence, should it ever have light shone upon it and water fed to it.
"I think Sithis eats souls and that's how he lives." No one could really know how Rowan got to the conclusion. But perhaps there may be truth in his idea. If souls were spirits, then spirits were life after death that had not been eaten.
So Sithis lived on the souls, right?
That's probably what he thought.
And what he'd believe because Maegi had no clue.
Of course, he didn't know if the Void was living, dead, or nothing. No one did.