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The god’s name was Osidisen, and her parents named Kissen and her brothers in honour of his attention: Tidean, “on the tide”; Lunsen, “moon on water”; Mellsenro, “the rolling rocks.” And, finally, Kissenna, “born on the love of the sea.”
The names are a lot. I kinda love them
bells shining in their hair like little lamps.
Around the embers of their evening’s fire, a tangled cage had been set, in the shape of a bell, forged out of driftwood and metal.
That ruined mouth had kissed the god of the sea,
The waters surged upwards, twisting into a green torrent that manifested in a head as smooth as stone, arms thick with weeds. At her centre, in a torso of running water, was a dark mass: a heart of blood.
Thats cool as shit
The god bared her fishbone teeth
Nastay
Kissen didn’t care who owned what patch of mud; it didn’t matter as long as the silver was good.
Ok, witcher
