Divine Misfortune
Dear A. Lee Martinez,
Lets be friends forever.
"Don't worry. I don't plan on any smiting, though itis well within my rights. But I'm not that kind of god. Never was a casual smiter. Sure, I've smote a few mortals in my day. I'm not proud of it, but it was back in the old days. Everyone was doing it, and I just wanted to be cool. But I'm past that sort of heavy-handed disciplinary action. It's good for a laugh occasionally, but I don't want to be your god because you're afraid of me. I want us to be buddies, compadres. Heck, we're practically family.
"But I'm not going to force myself on you. I don't need to. You'll see the benefits of having me around soon enough. You don't want to put me up for the night, that's cool. Though I did notice you have a very nice guest room. But I'll leave. No smiting. No wrath. Providing you make me a sandwich at least."
Teri made a bologna-and-ham offering for their new god.
Lets be friends forever.
"Don't worry. I don't plan on any smiting, though itis well within my rights. But I'm not that kind of god. Never was a casual smiter. Sure, I've smote a few mortals in my day. I'm not proud of it, but it was back in the old days. Everyone was doing it, and I just wanted to be cool. But I'm past that sort of heavy-handed disciplinary action. It's good for a laugh occasionally, but I don't want to be your god because you're afraid of me. I want us to be buddies, compadres. Heck, we're practically family.
"But I'm not going to force myself on you. I don't need to. You'll see the benefits of having me around soon enough. You don't want to put me up for the night, that's cool. Though I did notice you have a very nice guest room. But I'll leave. No smiting. No wrath. Providing you make me a sandwich at least."
Teri made a bologna-and-ham offering for their new god.