"People, we like patterns, we're good with finding them and making them. It gives us a place to start from, knowing something familiar, you know?"
"I think you have the right of it, Zann," I say, smiling.
When I mention the services Zann says:
"I think I'd like that, sometime. When are they?"
"Every day, but I think the service the public is most likely to come to is the one on Saturday morning. We'd be glad to see you."
When I ask about worship at the carnival her smile slips down, and there is a story there.
"No, I mean, not really, no. There's-- one of my old friends, she's gotten-- she's started worshipping a god, and she's kind of getting lost in it. Worse than a girl with a new crush. But she's the only one who ever gets way wrapped up in it, and there's nothing organized or anything, you know?"
I wonder if the way she says old friend means someone she lay down with. No matter, though.
"It can be like that, when one finds a god," I say gently. "It can be like falling in love. Usually things level out, and one can balance life and devotion." I wonder if this girl left Zann for her god.
"Uhm. Would you like a smoke? Mind if I do?"
I shake my head.
"I do not smoke. But go ahead," I say. "Though tobacco is poison, you know." Not everybody does know. "A slow but steady sort of poison."
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"I think you have the right of it, Zann," I say, smiling.
When I mention the services Zann says:
"I think I'd like that, sometime. When are they?"
"Every day, but I think the service the public is most likely to come to is the one on Saturday morning. We'd be glad to see you."
When I ask about worship at the carnival her smile slips down, and there is a story there.
"No, I mean, not really, no. There's-- one of my old friends, she's gotten-- she's started worshipping a god, and she's kind of getting lost in it. Worse than a girl with a new crush. But she's the only one who ever gets way wrapped up in it, and there's nothing organized or anything, you know?"
I wonder if the way she says old friend means someone she lay down with. No matter, though.
"It can be like that, when one finds a god," I say gently. "It can be like falling in love. Usually things level out, and one can balance life and devotion." I wonder if this girl left Zann for her god.
"Uhm. Would you like a smoke? Mind if I do?"
I shake my head.
"I do not smoke. But go ahead," I say. "Though tobacco is poison, you know." Not everybody does know. "A slow but steady sort of poison."