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323 - Playtime is Over

There was another heartbeat of silence before the whole Temple erupted in sound and Chevenga was hoisted up on the massed shoulders of everyone around Him.  Gannara stepped forward and was one of those at his back.  People were singing… chanting… praising Him, praising the Gods. "HAIL, IMPERATOR! HAIL THE  ONE BELOVED OF THE GODS! HAIL, ALL HAIL THE SON OF THE SUN!"  and a new cry in Arko… "

322 - Kahara mya, Arko

Of course I couldn't keep hiding my eyes.  I had to see.  "Sin-im-as!"  Even hiss/yelling at me, Gan got my alias right.  Bless him.
"No, He's fine… Just… just watch, all right?"
Chevenga's chest heaved as He took a huge breath and turned toward the High Gods.  Since the Fenjitza's re-discovery and the priestesses came back into the Temple, Selinae's statue had been moved.  Even though Muunas

322 - Kahara mya

Of course I couldn't keep hiding my eyes.  I had to see.  "Sin-im-as!"  Even hiss/yelling at me, Gan got my alias right.  Bless him.
"No, He's fine… Just… just watch, all right?"
Chevenga's chest heaved as He took a huge breath and turned toward the High Gods.  Since the Fenjitza's re-discovery and the priestesses came back into the Temple, Selinae's statue had been moved.  Even though Muunas

321 - Bright and Shining God

"The God is harsh," I said. "Shefenkas, be strong." I wrapped my arms around Ili's legs and he patted me on the top of my head. Thank our ancestors I had listened to Chevenga when I'd first asked him about little brothers, else I would not have had him now, nor he, me. His weight on my shoulders was a tremendous comfort. I could hardly go into paroxysms of self-doubt or self-hatred in front

320 - Dimae

I was holding my breath, even though I knew it was coming… or something like it and I grabbed Gan by the arm as he surged forward as if to stop Chevenga from doing this.
There was a puff of fine smoke around His hands and arms and the smell of burnt hair, but the molten glass did no more than evaporate the hair on his arms as it flowed over his hands and forearms, a shining casing of glass.
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319 - Ethics and Liquid Glass

I held my breath and somehow, half the crowd could see, or sense something was coming, even if they didn't have my centuries old blood connection to the Temple.  The Goddess's shadow of light reached toward Chevenga and if anything he offered his throat even more to him, tilting his head back even further, his face a mix of forced calm, ecstasy and terror.  "Oh, Goddess.  She is… She will…"  I

318 - Merciful One

Chevenga had come to the level of the fessas Gods.  Each level he stepped up to had the whole building somehow coming alive with Him. The loincloth was soaked a darker gold, from sweat, and new sweat shone on his skin. But as he faced Risae He stopped.  I could see him tremble from where I stood.
"If I were him, I'd be scared shenless," Gannara whispered.
"Hush, lad," Sera Eren said.  She'd

317 - Mella

I glanced sideways at him.  "It happened to one of the pretenders the last time Chevenga did this."
"He melted?"
"He laid profane hands on the Goddess."
"Ohhh, Ch'venga wouldn't do that."
"Yeah.  His clothes and hair and nails all floating in this steaming mess apparently."
"Ewwwwww.... Ch'venga, Ch'venga, don't do that!"
"No, he wouldn't, She won't, She's with him... see?"  She'd laid her

316 - Two of Ten

"He's doing this for us the way he would do the Kiss of the Lake for you," I whispered to Gannara.  "But he said it was to prove the vote to us."
"Yeah.  He said it out straight in that speech."
"He doesn't need to," I said.
"I wonder which is harder?" Our eyes were fixed on Chevenga, Sera Eren's ear was turned to the Temple.
"The Kiss of the Lake you only risk death once, not ten times," I

A. N.

I'm sorry for the delay again... today was busier than I liked.  I mowed a spot for a friend in my back yard, while he wielded a machete.

More coming soon.  I promise.