The Sentinels metanoia

The spirits. She wondered which spirits he might have meant- as far as she knew, those who believed in spirits believed in a great many, which was not so different from her own beliefs of many gods. She found she often preferred the company of those who worshipped many, who saw delight in nature and in recognizing earth magic for what it was above those who had concentrated all of their faith on just one deity. 

"Would you sing again, for me?" She asked as the dried leaves whirled; a rustling rattle that lifted and fell, heightening her anticipation.