[center][h1][color=darkgray]Moren[/color][/h1][/center]
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Moren hovered near her fellow goddess, flying to accompany her. She noticed the other one was heading towards the evasive structure, and wondered if approaching it would truly be that simple. The death goddess let her mind drift, pretending as if her goal was not set. And why should it be? She was content to let chance and whim guide her. 

If her direction just so happened to coincide with the glimpses of the structure in her periphery, well. It was simply spontaneity and wonder which drew her to drift in that general direction. If the structure ended up being there, that was fine, and if it did not, it was just as well.

The one of crimson wings posed a question. Moren tilted her head, almost turning towards the structure by accident before she let the unknown building slip away from sight again. [color=darkgray][i]“The skies were an indulgence, truly,[/i][/color] she confessed as her gaze wandered to Adria’s trident. She assumed her sibling could relate. [color=darkgray][i]“That, and I wondered if it would feel like unmaking the what-was or making the what-is-and-will-be.”[/i][/color] After a pause, she added, [color=darkgray][i]“It was the latter.”[/i][/color]

There was a disturbance up above then, but a most wondrous one. Unbidden, a smile formed as she watched stars manifest. The sky was fuller now, complete, or closer to it. Moren could not yet conceptualize what could be added to enrichen it, but she thought there might be such things. [color=darkgray][i]“Join us, light one,”[/i][/color] Moren included Arstus in the mental communication with Adria. Despite sending the thought to both, it was evident whom she was referring to – and not only because she had referred to the god by a title. A slight mental nudge had the effect of clarifying who the target of a specific thought was, even when it was sent to multiple gods, so all were aware of what she was communicating.

[color=darkgray][i]“I concur. To learn and understand, we should consider what was, what is, and what will be in equal measure.”[/i][/color] Sure and steady, they started making their way onward. [color=darkgray][i]“Do you think that the form-which-was will reveal less answers the more changes we bring forth?”[/i][/color] She wondered, posing the question to the other two.

In the distance below, another god announced he would seek answers below. [color=darkgray][i]“Search far and wide, sand-friend. There seemed something like a motion below. Let us know your findings, please,”[/i][/color] she sent the thought to Khthon only.

Adria remarked that she and Arstus shared a mark. [color=darkgray][i]“Indeed,”[/i][/color] Moren agreed. Her satisfaction was self-evident, for her thought permeated a sense of pleasure. She cast her gaze upwards again, taking another moment to admire the creation. [color=darkgray][i]“If one could do all, there would not be multiple of us,”[/i][/color] she posited.

[color=darkgray][i]“So, let us cooperate, and seek.”[/i][/color] That said, Moren drifted, never too far away from the other two, though her curiosity did lead her to consider splitting up. Searching in multiple locations was a good idea – there was the corrupted sea below, the newly adorned heavens above, and who knew what else?

All around, she felt new marks burst into being as her fellow gods harnessed that brimming [i]potential[/i] they all sensed, realizing it into something new. Yet, she felt as if the world they came to be had already been full of suggestions. Where was the source of those? And of them, the gods?

The feeling was muted, but Moren recognized a certain notion of eagerness or wonder at their exploration. Was there a beyond the fog? How far did the shapeless world extend? Would the changes spread all throughout? What else might they uncover?