Tension seemed to wash out of the foreigner. Good.
„You are correct.“ She said softly. „Worthiness was not asked.“
She took a moment to think before looking to the side. The hall was abuzz with sounds of mouth and paper. Nodded. It was understood. No more bows as she simply moved to a more...
It was often called the Golden College by outsiders. And it made sense. The Mountain was golden. The Throne was golden. The door to learning was yellow and gilded. Only natural. She was attending to ceremonies of her own.
The Gods feast. But only one eats. The empty offering bowl beneath her...
[349 AD, Spring]
The moss was not quite right.
It clung to bark like rot to teeth, slimy and dull. A place that should've been green with spring's promise was instead sich with hesitation. Trees danced unevenly, waiting for something to pass overhead. Kuuga knelt beside a shallow print. Too...
The scent of grilled mushrooms danced around her. The brine on the radish center stage. She placed yet another plate down in a perfectly fluid motion. All eight of them were unnaturally hungry. She wasn’t sure, but she believed that their very presence made the surroundings hungry too. Potted...
"The hungry eight? The hungry ate."
-an Old Sonshan curse
The days of trying to destroy Honzui have passed.
They cut off a single head and two grew in its place.
The lesson wasn't learned at first.
And now the Holy Lord had eight heads.
Eight hungers.
Because hunger cannot be stopped.
It...
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