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