Not for His Sake

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Phoebe listened with rapt attention, ever the good student and more than fascinated with the topic of discussion. She deeply appreciated Safrin indulging her questions, especially since she continued to show distaste for Frey…but her answers only led to more questions. Knowledge was her only method of survival in this place, the more she knew, the safer she was. The more she could explain, the safer they all were and hopefully the happier deities like Safrin would be. ”Who is Rae? And the three? Is one called Vi?” she asked, losing herself in her yearning to know more, to understand in some way. But she recognized it immediately and chastised herself. ”I am sorry, I am burdening you with such basic questions.” But no one else seemed to have the answers! Emmett only knew some basics, but didn’t seem keen on how it all fit together – fair enough given the focus on survival here. She didn’t really know other Naturals who might have answers, and…well they both seemed to understand that Frey wasn’t particularly interested in indulging in discussion of the divine. But when Safrin’s entire demeanor and visage changed, Phoebe shrank back in fear. The world spun and made her dizzy, the goddess’s rage felt oppressive at best. It was truly one of the most terrifying experiences of her life…and just as quickly as it started it ended. Her hands trembled lightly, her face gone a bit pale. ”I-I’m so sorry, Safrin I did not…” she stopped herself and shook her head. She wanted to know what had happened to cause such ire, but she would not continue to discuss…the Voice…whatever that name was supposed to mean. To be known? That was all Safrin wished from them? Phoebe smiled a little, feeling a little bolstered again now that her kindness had bloomed again. ”I can understand that desire.” she said. Phoebe was a no one. A common girl from common parents from a common village surviving by common means. Yet it did not dampen the wish that someday she might be known for some task, some reason, that her life would have some kind of impact…That Safrin wished to be known to the mortal realm made sense – there was reason for her to be known. ”And I am happy to tell others about you. I think…hearing about you would be uplifting for many.”