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A Quiet Crossroads (Lake Baikal, Siberia)
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His declaration echoed with the promise of a co-conspirator, but there was something else sank within the darkness of disturbed waters. She couldn’t see what it was, but the ripples didn’t lie. The intrigue continued.

“I didn’t survive unaided,” she echoed his words, but didn’t continue. For now, intentions flowed toward him. Talismans were a plenty, strewn about like coin changing hands. No wonder the favor carved a deep payment for Soren. The click of her tongue snapped with tsk'ing disappointment.  “A gift given with expectations for advantage harms both giver and receiver. You paid dearly, but what know you of the giver’s fate? I wager it was ill.”

He yearned for more, and his desire was a ravishing new intoxication. Kemala’s hints and teases at the truth was as seductive as the gleam of a swirling sari. “He was a king, a mahārāja, a great ruler  – but not a god – The ruler of a diminished kingdom near extinction. Their people are not easy to find, but I will help them if they will show themselves to me again.”
 
∞ Kemala ∞ Oyá ∞ Dewi Ratih ∞ Kekura ∞




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RE: A Quiet Crossroads (Lake Baikal, Siberia) - by Kemala - 10-28-2020, 12:22 AM

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