Was it unusual that the god-vessel of the moon burnt incense? Why did they act like it was so strange? The only thing he knew was he could do whatever he liked. And that included being left alone, right? No, evidently not— for his private chambers were being intruded upon by a force much too bright for his eyes. He buried his face in his pillow. Go away. I’m not going to the meeting.
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