Braindumping some deity concepts that’ve been rattling around in my head for many years. I like the turnaround of light being the destructive force and Shadow the protective, and Darkness/the void just churning away in the background, all powerful but uncaring and/or unthinking, like sentient mathematics.
I’m am a wild thing. I can save myself.
That’s what I kept telling them, but if they heard what I was saying, no one ever listened. I was just a lost soul, a creature to be rescued, to be redeemed and brought back to the bosom of civilization. No one ever asked what I wanted.
Not until him, at least.
All this time working on my notes and research for NaNoWriMo, I’ve been hard put to summarize my project. But I’ve finally got a blurb I think I can work with.