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the Dreadfather came to Her.
He was something to behold! and perhaps it had been Her own exhaustion that She had not noted it then, but She did now. He was Divine, was he not? and She wondered at His divinity.
quite well, thank you, Dreadfather, and here she quieted, one charcoal-rimmed ear twitching as she considered. I had hoped I might be able to build an altar to Osiris, here, She dared to push the dream of the thought into the world before Them, to make it reality if He might allow it. and She hoped that He might ask to hear of Him—Osiris.
something about this place felt right for it; and perhaps it was Iset whispering such things in her ear, to make her think of Him. but Toula thoughtfully adds, unless... it would be an insult, to You and Yours, for She would never aspire to such a terrible thing!
information to learn, though, that would be helpful in her navigation of Basilica. she wanted to do right by her divine Mother and Father, but she equally wanted to do right by the Dreadfather now as well.