With or Without You

The response that came was not what he expected, at least not based on his last shrine visit, but it was far more familiar to him. The laughter echoed in ears, drawing a smile to his own face, even if he felt he was being laughed at. The invisible hands and mouths, touching him and partaking in his offerings, were also a familiar trick of the gods he knew. The mushrooms were unexpected, and after a moments hesitation, he knelt down to examine them. Something about them seemed nearly otherworldly, as if they didn’t quite belong in this realm. Carefully, he reached down, and plucked one from the ground, rising up again to examine it in the light. The fungus revealed no further secrets, so he turned his focus back to the shrine, and the hidden forces within it. ”I hope my gifts have been well received.” He called out, his tone light. ”I would appreciate being allowed to see who has partaken.” Caiside You know how it goes, this story’s been told again and again A love, pure and light, that makes stars align Well that’s not the case here