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squidgod (squidgod) wrote in spinningcompass,

Kai did not have to turn around to see who it was. Nandi's friend. The dead one. She left a ripple in the natural world. To him, she did not belong. It was not her fault. For all he knew, she had not chosen this route and like other humans she clung to her existence. So many had bargained with him. They could not see the natural order. The circle of life was a circle and not a ship sailing to the horizon. The old needed to die for new life to blossom.

But he was just as old and misplaced. The few people who knew of his existence were nothing compared to the tribes of Polynesia. Kai was at the end of his life. The new god had taken over in his many shapes and had eradicated the beliefs of many cultures along with their freedom. Once their freedom had been returned to them - at least on paper - their religions had not. And here on this station in space, followers were even more scarce.

"Brynhild," he greeted over his shoulder before his gaze shifted back onto the puddle of a lake in front of him.