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Empty Temple
A Teacher is not a Teacher without a Pupil; a Master is not a Master without a slave.
A goddess in an empty temple is still a goddess. Just one that is alone.
"...And he stood, growled, and shook his mighty gray head, at once, flinging and breaking his collar against the temple wall. With a supple movement, he was gone into the night, leaving nothing but a shadow of where he had been.
No longer lost. Back into the wild, to his pack. His service done."
A goddess in an empty temple is still a goddess. Just one that is alone.
"...And he stood, growled, and shook his mighty gray head, at once, flinging and breaking his collar against the temple wall. With a supple movement, he was gone into the night, leaving nothing but a shadow of where he had been.
No longer lost. Back into the wild, to his pack. His service done."
Published 19th Oct 2013
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