I didn’t understand. If a god could see so much, how could they possibly care about every mortal soul? How could each follower truly mean something to them? “You think too much,” she said. “I think what he said was quite beautiful, wasn’t it? Imagine being a part of something so grand.” She gestured to the sea of green sprawling out toward the Vostis shore, gleaming under the searing glow of sunset. It was undeniably beautiful. Still, I was uncertain. “But how can he save us if that’s all we are to him?” Saescha stroked my hair and rested her chin on the top of my head. “The real gift,” she
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