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Submitted to Contest #158
A stranger's declaration stirred me from my sleep. "It is righteous for the goddess to survive." I sat up, bones cracking, and scanned my vast, lonely quarters. Oil lamps burned low, and I second-guessed my sight. A woman in swirling black robes hovered inches above the sandstone floor. Her face was masked in a ram's skull, its twisted horns jutting upward, its blank eyes staring through me. "I am no longer a goddess," I replied. "Just a withered queen." "Your people starve in the streets, and you hide within your pal...
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