and yet, I choose you

Samuel

I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds

Sam eagerly took in the information, intending to write it down as soon as he got home and look in the Atheneum for any further research. If he could have gone to the Greatwood and studied their literature too, he would have. Anything he could grasp onto to defend The Voice was worthwhile to him now.

He closed his eyes as The Voice bled her light into him, smiling softly. "Thank you. I will return soon, to bring you Nathaniel, for his Ascension." Opening his eyes and looking up at his Goddess for a final time for the moment, he felt a great joy at finally beginning to find his place.