"Maybe," Arialla said, ruefully. "But it's the gods' world. We just live in it. And as long as we have to live in it, it's hard to not deal with them."
He'd probably think that was unfair, Arialla knew. And she could kind of see his perspective, even if she found it strange. It was unfair that gods held so much power over mortals. But it was also unfair that some men were born as kings and some as paupers. The world was unfair -- as trite and unsatisfying an answer as that might be, Arialla didn't know how to get past that point.
But they'd talked about gods long enough to rather exhaust the options -- Arialla didn't mind shifting the subject to her own problems. "I sang hymns, decorated and maintained altars -- and performed sacrifices. I was thinking of joining the Loreseekers, actually, but Safrin recommended against it ... And it's not as if I have a lot of qualifications for that work, beyond basic literacy."
please don't take my sunshine away
