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the prophet turned away, finished with this mortal man and his petty notions of rehabilitation. reflect, he bid her, yet it was through reflection that she had come to divinity that first time, on her beloved islands. in her blessing he saw sickness, unaware of what almalexia might otherwise have become;

righteous ursine fury, blood and bones in a cave of crystals, death, death, death

and in his words she sensed his demand, a desire to become both retribution and salvation to the evil he saw in her. in this he would fail. he did not understand that she had found these things long ago.