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So it was the Lord sent the woman to him; there was goodness radiating from her and like a beacon his eye was drawn to find the pale body waiting for him.
She was immense—like the giant man before her—except marked with purity where he had been barred in shadow and dirt. She met his look with a golden gaze that thrilled him.
Blessed I am, for in my time of need He sends a guide to me. Gilead praises, his voice carrying despite the comment being meant for himself and not truly for her. He moves towards her with eager strides.
Greetings, radiant one. Your protector Kynareth welcomed me unto the fold the other day—I am Gilead. He nods his chin slightly as a greeting but otherwise remains poised with pride, watching her.