Capítulo 181: • Holocaust Spell

SLEEP DID COME THAT NIGHT. And it was long and dreamless. Israfel was of certain faith that the moon knight, Selaémene had smiled down on his slumbering. It helped his mind that his version of the glorious lunar guard was female. Most of the chief gods had androgynous traits. On one side of the continent, the supreme Martyr was praised as the male omnipotent.

On the towns and hamlets about the political polis of Titans Landing, the extending republic of Rocasus and further into the western frontiers, the folk saw the Martyr as female. And there, during holy festivals, the effigy carried by the countryside people had more than a fair share of stone tits.

The face under the white cowl dangerously sexy. In lands up north here, in the vast waters of the Cold Sea and independent Corynthia, the Martyr was neither male nor female.