Meadowlark Prairie preach

Ah, so the man was an oddity. Kasmut’s smile shifted to something sweeter than it had been before. She was not the type of woman who accepted the word of preachers. She had known her faith since she had been young. The Gods of Egypt were supreme in all things.

When the stranger spoke of the one true God, the creator of all things, the pale flower tilted her head to the side and hummed thoughtfully.

You mean Ra? King of Gods and father of all creation? the pale flower’s voice was silky with superiority. Kasmut wondered if the stranger’s deity was anything like the sun god that they worshiped in the sands.