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A sad expression crossed Tearsong's face. "Your love
for me is very great," she said. "That is why I was chosen to
tell you of the true gods."
Tears filled Goldmoon's eyes, streaming down her
cheeks, dropping onto her robe, leaving dark marks on the
blue fabric. "But the spirits of the Que-shu will not obey me
after death if I am not a goddess - " the princess argued,
feeling cheated.
Her mother's tone sharpened impatiently. "You would
do better to be grateful now for the gift of life and all it has
to offer you, than to dwell on what power you will have in
death." Death, even without godhood, had not robbed
Tearsong of her air of authority. Goldmoon was instantly
silent and looked down at the ground in shame.
Tearsong's voice softened at the sight of her daughter's
confusion and unhappiness. "Time grows short. Will you
listen to what I have to tell you, daughter?"
"Yes," Goldmoon nodded, eager to please her mother,
lest she leave her.
"This place was really once the temple of one of the
true gods, Riverwind's gods, a goddess known as the Great
Healer. Long ago, after the Cataclysm, people despaired and
abandoned their belief in the true gods. They must believe
again, or this world will be conquered by an ancient evil
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