A Better Deal

Bastien This house is my house So bring me fire, I'll burn it all to ashes It's my life and it's fine And I will cry with laughter as I trash it Bastien had embarked on his journey to humble himself. He had talked about it, celebrated the symbolic death of his old self....and after a few days, felt his resolve begin to weaken. Being humble was no fun when it was such a bright new season, a time of parties and lust and love. Everything he loved was happening all around him and he was stuck in the body of an old man. He made a decision: He would make one attempt to get out of it, and if that didn't work, he'd deal with it. Frey was a god he'd heard mentioned several times but never actually met, but any time he had heard of them he'd thought they really sounded like someone he should get to know. Sex, pleasure? No complications? It was a dream, everything he'd wanted Safrin to be but had been horribly disappointed by. He hobbled his way to the shrine in the temple, hoped he wouldn't get a surprise visit from The Lady of the Stars, and bowed his head. "I am looking to speak with Frey. If you Gods do truly watch us like you say, I'm sure you know why. I am lost. I need to be found by someone who understands my ideals, my goals. Who can lift this curse."