Kali watched the Goddess in eager and anxious anticipation, not only for the somewhat selfish pleasure of having the chance to hear more that wondrous melody that was her voice but also out of a genuine fascination of this whole encounter, wondering what the true purpose behind such extraordinary events might be. Shifting forward to the edge of the seat as the Goddess voice blessed the shrine once more, Kali’s face was plastered in awe and wonder. Younger and less experienced in the ‘passions’ of the world than the other potential devotee currently gathered in the shrine, Kali’s own thoughts were the less amorous of the two yet her desire burned just as strongly

In her mind, Kali could feel the strong feelings of passion pulsing for the thoughts of the Goddess. Yet her lack of experience in converting these desires of passion into a physical reality left these thoughts half complete, scattered images and fragments of sequences where she was able to bask in the radiant presence of Cecilia. Her mind recalled that brief moment of contact for before, where that divine spark of energy had flooded Kali’s frame upon the Goddesses gentle touch, the images in her mind reconstructed with this memory in mind. And then the scenes would begin to progress in the only way they could, the simple touch being replaced with a short caress of the shoulders, and then the short caress to extend into a longer more thorough one.

As the thought continued to evolve with Kali returning the favour to the Goddess, the clarity the dream began to fade. [i][color=AAFF77]“Oh if only I knew how such matters should work, but then who would know the best way to physically be with a god?”[/color][/i] Kali wondered to herself as she let out a soft wistful sigh. As her mind had sifted through these thoughts the world had not been still, Cecilia appeared to be a more casual mood as she managed, in a way only a Goddess could manage no doubt, to graceful take a seat on top of the table rather than the seat, having Kali and Anela look up to her as she continued to speak.

Kali felt a small pang of sorrow as Cecilia explained the true nature of the situation she was in, the romantic part of her finding the tale to so perfectly pluck at her heart-strings. To be such a divine entity, a figure truly deserving of worship and then to be forgotten and forced to fade into nothingness, a true tale of tragedy! Kali’s heart then stirring in warmth as the tale continued, the news that the acts of prayer and offerings had been enough to return the Goddess to this world away from the nothingness that had been her prison made Kali feel a strange surge of pride and happiness that her actions had caused such a momentous event.

With the revelation that Cecilia was uncertain of where to go from here, Kali agreed with Anela and threw her own pleas behind the support of the idea [b][color=AAFF77]“Yes please don’t leave! I know it is probably beyond our station to ask but It would be wondrous to get to spend more time in your presence, listening to the tales of your past accomplishments and adversity that you overcame!“[/color][/b]. Just for looking at Cecilia, Kali could not help but imagine the tales of the warrior princesses the bards would sometimes sing of, and she could only imagine that Cecilia would have tales that eclipsed even the most exciting story the bards could spin. Despite the sounds of the animals outside signalling the time of dusk as the day fully gave out to be replaced by the night, Kali could not find it in her to be concerned about the journey home or even of the time that had been spent here. The shrine still had a soothing scent flowing through it and the gentle glow of the moon light shining into the room beat back the long hand of the darkness as Kali’s legs swung back and forth underneath the chair, unable to stop stop her excitement from physically manifesting