and yet, I choose you

With a motherly sort of smile, the Voice nodded. "Of course you can Sam." Listening to him, she folded her legs thoughtfully. "The portals work with the same technology I used to bring the Outlanders here. It's the same thing that let me bring you from the Wildwood here so quickly. You are made up of very small but important pieces. I record where and how those pieces are arranged in one place, and recreate them in another.  This is what allowed everyone to move about so quickly in the portalling system." Sternly, the goddess nods. "Yes. That was part of what sparked the war. They didn't like the freedom I had given to everyone and so they sought to close down the portals. They destroyed them one by one, or tried to." Her lips curved into a predatory smile. "But they didn't actually destroy them. I only let them think that they did by taking them offline. " Stroking Sam's cheek one last time before folding her hands in her lap, the goddess tried to think of the best way that Sam might understand. "When I say I am always with you, I am not just being kind. A part of me is in all of you. Wherever you go, you let me see. I am still restricted where I can go. When you explore, you let me see the lands again. It is only once my bright ones have done this, that I have been suitably spread through an area, that I have the reach to re-activate the portals."