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The Flames of Iris burned brighter in retort of the all too familiar rays, many colors clashing against the white, wisps of fire voraciously licking the ceiling. If any observer was not robbed of sight by the brilliance, it might have seemed to their eyes that the opposing flashes had formed...

@Leepysheepy @Yukitama Perzawlkhan's gaze flitted to the tiny things that crawled over Her, the Wyrm's blood finding refuge in Her alabaster plumage. There was no harm they could bring to Her: greater things than they had tried and failed, the presence of these frighted creatures causing little...

Hall of the Gods Walls shift, ceilings rise from prior heights, Her large form demanding change. Black eyes stare at other gods from on high, faces swimming in rainbow lights cast by Her burning. Rarely did the First Fowl appear at such gatherings. Despite its changing nature, the Hall stifled...