Emberwood Only good things avoided me

Grezig’s eyebrows rose further and further as Kaori explained the myth of Ryūjin. Dragons ruling the earth? Wolves being hatched from dragon eggs? There had been a few moments of time in which Grezig had begun to like Kaori, thinking her interesting and good to talk to. She was now regretting ever having thought such things. “Uh-huh,” she said, doubt and sarcasm dripping from even those two syllables. “And do you actually believe such things? Does your tribe? Or is it simply a story to tell children before sleep?” If Kaori said she did believe, Grezig would have to get up and leave. She did not hold with beliefs about gods or mythical creatures. Such thoughts clouded the mind, leaving one open to other, possibly worse, beliefs. Grezig was her own woman and always had been. She did not need mythic or religious beliefs to keep herself going, and those who did were broken and easily swayed.