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Beings of power, spirits, given life and will by people’s love and fear until they became strong enough to exploit. Humans were foolish creatures, and gods were cruel.
WHAT THE SWEET SHIT WAS SHE DOING?
“Funerals are for the living,” said Kissen as she noticed Inara looking. “The dead don’t mind what the world does to them.”
People make gods, and, for better or worse, gods make people. We show each other for what we truly are. Yearning beings, desperate for love, power, safety.”
You are worth more than you think. You are still alive; make something of it. Of life, not death.”
“I am not safe,” she said. “I am dangerous. And I am going with you to avenge my mother, to avenge Kissen. This is the last time I will be left behind.”
