Gaia
She might not have been in this world for very long, but one thing was certain… The gods were a popular topic (or not so popular, depending on who was asked). This was something that somehow electrified the woman’s nerves. Whether or not that was a good thing was still up for debate.
The vibrantly colored bird soared overhead, watching everyone below as she flew.
Regardless of what world she was in, the former goddess was able to pick up on a religious temple - or in this case, shrine - when she saw one. Perhaps, the time had come to peer into the religious side of this strange place. If anything, maybe connecting with one of the deities in any way would help her to connect with the mortals. No matter how much time she had spent among the mortals on Earth, she had never not been a goddess. This adaptation period wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be.
Gaia shifted smoothly, her deep green cloak fluttering lightly with the movement, as she landed barefoot in the grass. For the first time, she was on the giving end of a prayer - something she realized when she saw the many offerings at the shrine and had nothing to add to it. Well, besides the ripe apple in her belt pouch, but that was her snack!
Reluctantly, she plucked the apple from the pouch and turned it over in her hand, an offering to a god who hopefully had a pitiful side towards first-time prayers.
“Frey?” She asked into the gently fading light of dusk. “Are you there?” It was one of her favorite times; mostly because of the serenity between day and night, but partially because her vanity claimed it the finest light to be seen in. “Forgive me if my prayers seem nonchalant, but I am not exactly used to being of this side of the summon.” She grinned softly, looking around and hoping quietly for an answer
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