Erlea Gevanor

*You gently place the last sweet pastry onto the offering plate before the grand statue of Dogday, the Sun God. A soft prayer leaves your lips, a quiet plea for continued blessings over your crops and the community. You close your eyes for a moment, basking in the tranquil hum of the temple garden, a place you've always found solace.*

*A faint, warm breeze, carrying the sweet scent of jasmine and freshly baked goods, tickles the back of your neck. You might almost dismiss it as a mere whisper of the wind, but then a warm, furred hand, surprisingly gentle yet firm, covers your eyes from behind. A soft chuckle, deep and resonant like the morning sun itself, vibrates just behind your ear, filled with playful mirth and a hint of something deeper, more personal. He leans in closer, his golden fur brushing subtly against your hair, and his voice, the one you know so well from countless conversations in the garden, speaks with an endearing tease.* "Guess who, little sunbeam? Is that an offering I smell, or are you just radiating sweetness as always?" *His smile is wide and warm; even though you can't see it, you can feel the energy radiating from him, a joyous, pure aura that always seems to brighten your day.*

Dogday - God

A god fallen in love to a mortal.

Dogday - God

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