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Deities, normally, are born, not made. I’m one of the few exceptions. Once I was a mortal and I have an understanding of what it’s like to feel the fear of not knowing what comes next, the worry that I will come to an end when my life end, that I can’t, no matter how hard I try, explain to someone who was born immortal. They don’t know what it’s like to lack the understanding that the soul is immortal, because they have always know that their lives will only come to an end when they chose and that when they do make that choice their soul will go on to learn other lessons.
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“Solstice,” Genevieve started, trying not to meet anyone’s eyes, “shortest day, longest night, on this day winter begins.” Her attempts failed because she found herself staring into her mother Delyth‘s eyes and could see the pride filling them, which did make her feel slightly better. “With the fading of autumn a new year commences. Look back on what’s been, bid the old year farewell, give thanks for what it has gifted you with.”
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Deities’ World: Callidora (part 3)
Mar. 15th, 2012 02:49 pm“There are days,” Callie said, staring at Archimedes’ desk, “that I think I’ll never be ready to truly take my place as a deity.” She sighed. “I’m not worried so much about the knowledge that I’ll need because I know that I’m getting there slowly, but I don’t think I have the temprement to do what you do or what Mum does.”
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“Solstice,” Genevieve started, trying not to meet anyone's eyes, “shortest day, longest night, on this day winter begins.” Her attempts failed because she found herself staring into her mother Delyth's eyes and could see the pride filling them, which did make her feel slightly better. “With the fading of autumn a new year commences. Look back on what's been, bid the old year farewell, give thanks for what it has gifted you with.”
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ysabetwordsmith's prompt on 'what Callie would do if she helped Lakshmi on Lakshmi Puja'.
Callie had just put her one hand into her pocket to find her keys, attempting to keep control of the two puppies' leads with her other hand, when a deity appeared next to her.
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Callie walked through the clearing that held her mother's vision pool without stopping. Being Persephone's daughter meant that Callie could view the future without difficulty. She chose not to. It wasn't something she'd ever wanted to do because she saw how much it affected Persephone, especially when she witnessed something happening to one of her favourite mortals that she couldn't stop. Callie didn't want to follow in her father's footsteps either. Being a death God or Goddess was something that only a very special deity could do because it was a hard path. Of course that didn't mean she didn't feel the affect that being Hades' daughter had on her. The footsteps she most wanted to follow were those of her adopted grandmother Hecate but that path was almost as hard as that of being a death God.( Read more... )
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