[ It’s an odd request, to be sure, but not one that he finds surprising. The daughter is closer to her father the creator than mortals can ever hope to be, making prayer meaningless.
Yet she wishes for him to show her, for all that his prayers went ignored in his foolish youth. Strengthening his grip around her hand, he leans slightly forward to release the tension in his back from sitting upright. He closes his eyes and explains: ]
Prayer is our communion with the gods. Offer them your thoughts, and they will hear.
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Yet she wishes for him to show her, for all that his prayers went ignored in his foolish youth. Strengthening his grip around her hand, he leans slightly forward to release the tension in his back from sitting upright. He closes his eyes and explains: ]
Prayer is our communion with the gods. Offer them your thoughts, and they will hear.