Blackwater Islands you cannot petition the lord with prayer

the listener looked to her. no, she looked within. her striking eyes could see what morgana could not. days upon days of ever whispering anxieties were silenced with their simple observation. the speaker had no need to hold her breath any longer.

i am ready. she breathed out, then stepped closer. her eyes trained upon the symbols that were etched into the earth.

it is as you’ve told me. i carry the god’s gifts within my womb. i am the bringer of new life.