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| - It was almost noon before she woke up. She lay there for a while, looking at the Sun's rays coming in through the window and the light dancing on the floor. She was happy, this was truly a special day, today, for the first time in this life she felt the warmth of other people's essence stream through her. Today she felt the warmth, confidence and certainty that only comes from the persistent adoration of others. The people of this town were giving to her of themselves, giving her their hopes, their dreams, their faith, their worship. Though noone would realize it when at last Creation was returned to its former glory, today was the day it started.
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| - It was almost noon before she woke up. She lay there for a while, looking at the Sun's rays coming in through the window and the light dancing on the floor. She was happy, this was truly a special day, today, for the first time in this life she felt the warmth of other people's essence stream through her. Today she felt the warmth, confidence and certainty that only comes from the persistent adoration of others. The people of this town were giving to her of themselves, giving her their hopes, their dreams, their faith, their worship. Though noone would realize it when at last Creation was returned to its former glory, today was the day it started. She got out of bed, enjoying the feeling of sunlight on her body and the caress of her nightgown. She walked up to the window and looked out, thinking to herself. She could see how it was going to happen, going from town to town, ensuring their support before finally establishing a solar empire in the Scavenger Lands. Lookshy would have to be won over before any real action could be taken, their military essential in keeping the Realm away. While it would be difficult, Greyfalls would also be an extraordinarily useful ally, the dragon-blooded fulfilling their ancient role as officers and liaison between the celestials and the mortals. She smiled, it could be done. It would take time, effort and allies, but by the Unconquered Sun, it could be done. There was of course, the question of her allies, her circle as it were. They could all be made to help, Gideon would have to be restrained to not help and Nightstar would help so long as they did not try to make nice with the Linowan. Deep Tide would also help, he was the kind of man who longs to build lasting things, and aid those weaker than himself, perfect for helping her build an empire that can protect the mortals who cannot protect themselves. And then, of course, there was Grey Wolf. She smiled once more, he would need to be handled carefully, and could not for a long while be allowed to realize what he was doing, but he would help. So long she refrained from going directly against the Immaculate Philosophy, and so long as she did not do any of the monstrous things "Anathema" were supposed to do, he would not do anything to oppose her directly. And when he finally realized what was going on, he would be part of it. She dressed and went down into the tavern's common room, smiling and looking radiant. She could feel their love, their worship pulsing towards her, "This," she thought to her self. "Is truly what it means to be a god."
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