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Aruqu stood in front of the large vertical window overlooking the Temple courtyard. She watched the small figure of Yahen cross from the main gate to the Temple doors below. She was too high up, 100 meters, for him to see her, but she saw him. Dejected and lost. She knew what happened at Foxtail. It pained her that her Beloved was suffering, but she vowed to keep her distance and not interfere with his life.
Aruqu, dressed in a plain white caftan, stood in front of the large vertical window overlooking the Temple courtyard. Her hair was white today, tied in a ring-like fashion behind her head. Her skin, olive brown, and smooth as a youth of 20 hid her true age of over one hundred thousand. She watched the small figure of Yahen cross from the main gate to the Temple doors below. She was too high up, 100 meters, for him to see her, but she saw him. Dejected and lost. She knew what happened at Foxtail. It pained her that her Beloved was suffering, but she vowed to keep her distance and not interfere with his life.<br>
 
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Dawher, the Second Temple Goddess, walked up to Adruqu and bowed. She was tall, with tan skin, red eyes, and black hair that was tied into one ponytail that reached to her hips. Her caftan was grey and plain except for the elaborate stitching of red thread that adorned the edges. "Mother Goddess, Yahen, fulfilled the quest."<br>
Adruqu, still looking out at the courtyard, nodded. "Dawher, my daughter, what do you think of my infatuation with Yahen?"<br>
Dawher smiled. "I think it's adorable, Mother. A woman of your age --" She laughed lightly.<br>
"You don't think it destructive?"<br>
"What can destroy you? I know he is not your Sean, but you want him to be?"<br>
Adruqu turned around. "I thought I did, but I feel I may never have my own personal Sean. My true Beloved is uniquely possible because of his circumstances. I should know that, yet, I was hoping his soul would transcend to this one."<br>
"It did, Mother. It did, but this is an age of superstition and fanatism. Yahen is what he is meant to be."<br>
Adruqu knew it. She nodded. <br>
"Mother," Dawher said, "may I have him?"<br>
Adruqu eyed her second daughter. "And do what with him?"<br>
"Love him, of course."<br>
"And?"<br>
"Make him my own. I can see he is a disappointment to you. Let him be my disappointment. I have no defined attachments to your Beloved, so I will not be constrained."<br>
Adruqu stood motionless. She was feeling guilty - almost. "Will he survive?"<br>
Dawher smiled. "Live, die, reborn, repeat, Mother. Live, die, reborn, repeat."<br>
Aqruqu nodded, leaned into her daughter, and kissed her forehead. "He is yours, my daughter. I shall not interfere." She started walking away. "I'm going to leave Sister-five in charge. Treat her as if she were I."<br>
Dawher nodded and softly laughed. "How else are we to treat her? She is you."<br>
Adruqu's form faded across the vast temple floor to the main exit. She was going to visit her Sean, her true Beloved. The mortal human who conquered her hundred thousand-year-old heart. The man who had complete power over her. The man who would someday be the most powerful being in the galaxy.<br>
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Yahen entered through the great Temple doors. He climbed the many stone steps to the massive solid black oak doors that stood ten meters tall. Once inside, he crossed the long length of polished marble tiles to the eternal flame of the Goddess. The flame, ten meters tall, glowed a bright blue and danced over a gold plate, it radiated not heat but cool air. He knelt. "My Goddess, I am weak of heart. I need you to guide me. Show me a sign. Show me I can have strength again. Show me I -- please show me I am favored."<br>
Dawher approached Yahen. She waited for him to finish and as he stood she stepped closer.<br>
He saw her and bowed deeply.<br>
"Yahen, my child, I see into your heart."<br>
Yahen lifted his head. "Goddess Dawher."<br>
"Stand please and come with me.<br>
He followed her to the meeting area and through an entryway meant for staff. She guided him through several room entries and hallways to a section of the Temple he knew existed but never thought to have entered. The personal chambers of the Goddesses. After several more minutes, she touched the side of a metal door. It slid open. She grabbed his hand and walked in. It was her room. Her personal space. Yahen swallowed hard.<br>
"Yahen, my love. Please sit down." She pointed to a large beige sofa in front of a fireplace. He walked passed a large canopy bed on the left and a large black wood dining table on the right. He saw a glass desk further right with some sort of glass panel on top of it. A large monitor hung over the fireplace with a lit fire. Its yellow-orange flames emerged from a pile of burning Trent wood. She sat down next to him, making sure to give him space. "Would you like something to drink?<br>
Yahen, stunned, remained wide-eyed and silent.<br>
Dawher smiled. "Of course you do. You had a long journey and betrayal can leave one's throat parched."<br>
Startled, Yahen looked at her in disbelief.<br>
Dawher snapped her fingers and a small table appeared in front of them. Two glasses and a bottle of Wood Elven Yuzu ale on top of it. She poured the ale into both glasses and handed him one of them. She took a sip and visibly relaxed. "I know, Yahen, my love."<br>
He took the glass and drank deeply -- and immediately felt less stressed.<br>
Dawher leaned back and said, "Betrayal can sometimes bring fortune."<br>
Yahen took another swallow. "Goddess, I'm -- I'm at a loss as how to respond."<br>
"We know what happened at Foxtail. There is something you must know."<br>
Yahen caught her gaze.<br>
"Kajana and Miluna are also goddesses."<br>
Yahen almost dropped his glass. <br>
"They chose to live outside the Temple and lead mortal lives. Does that surprise you?"<br>
Yahen frowned. It pissed him off, but he remained silent.<br>
"Speak your mind, my love." She moved closer.<br>
Fear gripped him. "I cannot, Goddess -- I--"<br>
"-- may say anything you want. There are no boundaries here. You are here in my personal chambers because I desire it."<br>
He nodded.<br>
She snapped her fingers again and a tray of fruits and berries appeared on the table. "Or would you prefer meat?" She snapped her fingers once more and a table appeared in front of Yahen. It had a plate of thinly sliced bison meat with sauteed mushrooms, baby onions, and small heirloom tomatoes next to it. The scent of the bison meat promised a savory delight. "I'll join you." A table and plate appeared in front of her. She took a knife and fork and cut a small piece of meat off. Yahen watched as she lifted the meat to her lips and took the meat into her mouth. She moaned with ecstasy. She took several more bites before he joined her. She had him now. Step one complete.<br>




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Episode Eight


Episode 8

Aruqu, dressed in a plain white caftan, stood in front of the large vertical window overlooking the Temple courtyard. Her hair was white today, tied in a ring-like fashion behind her head. Her skin, olive brown, and smooth as a youth of 20 hid her true age of over one hundred thousand. She watched the small figure of Yahen cross from the main gate to the Temple doors below. She was too high up, 100 meters, for him to see her, but she saw him. Dejected and lost. She knew what happened at Foxtail. It pained her that her Beloved was suffering, but she vowed to keep her distance and not interfere with his life.

Dawher, the Second Temple Goddess, walked up to Adruqu and bowed. She was tall, with tan skin, red eyes, and black hair that was tied into one ponytail that reached to her hips. Her caftan was grey and plain except for the elaborate stitching of red thread that adorned the edges. "Mother Goddess, Yahen, fulfilled the quest."
Adruqu, still looking out at the courtyard, nodded. "Dawher, my daughter, what do you think of my infatuation with Yahen?"
Dawher smiled. "I think it's adorable, Mother. A woman of your age --" She laughed lightly.
"You don't think it destructive?"
"What can destroy you? I know he is not your Sean, but you want him to be?"
Adruqu turned around. "I thought I did, but I feel I may never have my own personal Sean. My true Beloved is uniquely possible because of his circumstances. I should know that, yet, I was hoping his soul would transcend to this one."
"It did, Mother. It did, but this is an age of superstition and fanatism. Yahen is what he is meant to be."
Adruqu knew it. She nodded.
"Mother," Dawher said, "may I have him?"
Adruqu eyed her second daughter. "And do what with him?"
"Love him, of course."
"And?"
"Make him my own. I can see he is a disappointment to you. Let him be my disappointment. I have no defined attachments to your Beloved, so I will not be constrained."
Adruqu stood motionless. She was feeling guilty - almost. "Will he survive?"
Dawher smiled. "Live, die, reborn, repeat, Mother. Live, die, reborn, repeat."
Aqruqu nodded, leaned into her daughter, and kissed her forehead. "He is yours, my daughter. I shall not interfere." She started walking away. "I'm going to leave Sister-five in charge. Treat her as if she were I."
Dawher nodded and softly laughed. "How else are we to treat her? She is you."
Adruqu's form faded across the vast temple floor to the main exit. She was going to visit her Sean, her true Beloved. The mortal human who conquered her hundred thousand-year-old heart. The man who had complete power over her. The man who would someday be the most powerful being in the galaxy.


Yahen entered through the great Temple doors. He climbed the many stone steps to the massive solid black oak doors that stood ten meters tall. Once inside, he crossed the long length of polished marble tiles to the eternal flame of the Goddess. The flame, ten meters tall, glowed a bright blue and danced over a gold plate, it radiated not heat but cool air. He knelt. "My Goddess, I am weak of heart. I need you to guide me. Show me a sign. Show me I can have strength again. Show me I -- please show me I am favored."
Dawher approached Yahen. She waited for him to finish and as he stood she stepped closer.
He saw her and bowed deeply.
"Yahen, my child, I see into your heart."
Yahen lifted his head. "Goddess Dawher."
"Stand please and come with me.
He followed her to the meeting area and through an entryway meant for staff. She guided him through several room entries and hallways to a section of the Temple he knew existed but never thought to have entered. The personal chambers of the Goddesses. After several more minutes, she touched the side of a metal door. It slid open. She grabbed his hand and walked in. It was her room. Her personal space. Yahen swallowed hard.
"Yahen, my love. Please sit down." She pointed to a large beige sofa in front of a fireplace. He walked passed a large canopy bed on the left and a large black wood dining table on the right. He saw a glass desk further right with some sort of glass panel on top of it. A large monitor hung over the fireplace with a lit fire. Its yellow-orange flames emerged from a pile of burning Trent wood. She sat down next to him, making sure to give him space. "Would you like something to drink?
Yahen, stunned, remained wide-eyed and silent.
Dawher smiled. "Of course you do. You had a long journey and betrayal can leave one's throat parched."
Startled, Yahen looked at her in disbelief.
Dawher snapped her fingers and a small table appeared in front of them. Two glasses and a bottle of Wood Elven Yuzu ale on top of it. She poured the ale into both glasses and handed him one of them. She took a sip and visibly relaxed. "I know, Yahen, my love."
He took the glass and drank deeply -- and immediately felt less stressed.
Dawher leaned back and said, "Betrayal can sometimes bring fortune."
Yahen took another swallow. "Goddess, I'm -- I'm at a loss as how to respond."
"We know what happened at Foxtail. There is something you must know."
Yahen caught her gaze.
"Kajana and Miluna are also goddesses."
Yahen almost dropped his glass.
"They chose to live outside the Temple and lead mortal lives. Does that surprise you?"
Yahen frowned. It pissed him off, but he remained silent.
"Speak your mind, my love." She moved closer.
Fear gripped him. "I cannot, Goddess -- I--"
"-- may say anything you want. There are no boundaries here. You are here in my personal chambers because I desire it."
He nodded.
She snapped her fingers again and a tray of fruits and berries appeared on the table. "Or would you prefer meat?" She snapped her fingers once more and a table appeared in front of Yahen. It had a plate of thinly sliced bison meat with sauteed mushrooms, baby onions, and small heirloom tomatoes next to it. The scent of the bison meat promised a savory delight. "I'll join you." A table and plate appeared in front of her. She took a knife and fork and cut a small piece of meat off. Yahen watched as she lifted the meat to her lips and took the meat into her mouth. She moaned with ecstasy. She took several more bites before he joined her. She had him now. Step one complete.


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