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Chapter Four
Chapter Four “The Emissary Class are special Goyors who speak for their gods, especially Pom ‘Ni, to their people. They are said to be chosen because of their level of devotion and skill in reading the Temmer Tree leaves. Theirs is a lifetime appointment that can last hundreds of years.” —The Forest Folk: Goyor; Sarah Unell The air rushed around her like water deafening her ears to all but the sound of her own mind racing with the wind. The air was sweet and warm like tasting the dew of the passionflower itself. Freedom coursed through her veins and melted away the constraints of a body. She was energy, pure and fiery as the sun. Had she turned into the Sun Goddess Tec ‘Lo? No, she was as she had always been, but somehow more. She had all the energy and heat of a raging fire ready to co
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