Of the river of souls that rages throw your mind,
Of fate that coils around your mighty Horn's,
Hireana, I worship thee.
Of myself and all creatures under your power,
Of the water that floods your icy eyes,
Tia, I worship thee.
Of mighty stars, great and small,
Of the sun light glowing on my skin,
Sîya, I worship thee.
-Asaca-
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The Cika
Non-FictionThe storys of the three and how you and I came to be. Swear the oath of the cika and worship the goddess.
