Blink was not a particularly pious mermaid. To be honest, gods played almost no role in his day-to day life, and his parents never spoke about them. Sometimes he would find pretty artwork on the sunken ships depicting one deity or another, though, the religious meaning under these pieces of art went completely over the octopus boy's head. They were just pretty pictures to hoard for him.
Recently, though, he had a visitor in his cave. Part crab mermaid that was interested in a particular pink, luminiscent flower he grew in his garden. As they talked they noticed Blik's collection and fervently demanded that he would return the art pieces to the old shrine relatively near his cave. The young man saw it as a stupid idea at first. They were his shinies that the air-breathers had left behind. He found them, he cleaned them, and no invisible presence should have the right to claim his precious treasure.
A day later, though, he had a change of heart after thinking through what the crustacean had said. He did mention that sometimes, if the gods were pleased with your offering, they would gift a person with something in return. Maybe more shinies? Blik really hoped so.
Such, now he, in front of the weathered, placed one of the prettiest golden plates he had. It showed two people with legs embracing each other, both, skulls and butterflies surrounding the pair. Whenever light would reflect it, the boy would have a full teeth grin at how pretty it looked.
The octopus mermaid placed the plate down at the status feet, speaking to the statue as if it was a real person.
"I am giving this back, but if you are taking my special shiny it would be only polite if you gave some other shiny in return." Yes, he did pout towards the algae-covered stone.
Recently, though, he had a visitor in his cave. Part crab mermaid that was interested in a particular pink, luminiscent flower he grew in his garden. As they talked they noticed Blik's collection and fervently demanded that he would return the art pieces to the old shrine relatively near his cave. The young man saw it as a stupid idea at first. They were his shinies that the air-breathers had left behind. He found them, he cleaned them, and no invisible presence should have the right to claim his precious treasure.
A day later, though, he had a change of heart after thinking through what the crustacean had said. He did mention that sometimes, if the gods were pleased with your offering, they would gift a person with something in return. Maybe more shinies? Blik really hoped so.
Such, now he, in front of the weathered, placed one of the prettiest golden plates he had. It showed two people with legs embracing each other, both, skulls and butterflies surrounding the pair. Whenever light would reflect it, the boy would have a full teeth grin at how pretty it looked.
The octopus mermaid placed the plate down at the status feet, speaking to the statue as if it was a real person.
"I am giving this back, but if you are taking my special shiny it would be only polite if you gave some other shiny in return." Yes, he did pout towards the algae-covered stone.
