“There was a city once,” said the small god. “Not just a city. An empire of cities. I, I, I remember there were canals, and gardens. There was a lake. They had floating gardens on the lake, I recall. I, I. And there were temples. Such temples as you may dream of. Great pyramid temples that reached to the sky. Thousands were sacrificed. To the greater glory.”

Om felt sick. This wasn’t just a small god. This was a small god who hadn’t always been small.

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