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: Protector, what exactly are you doing? Protector
: I'm sending him a letter. Cleric
: "Him"? S-s-sending who a letter? Protector
: The Ground Shaker. The Light Bringer. Cleric
: Had you been more attentive to my lessons when you were a boy, you would not be so gullible as a man. Protector
: On the contrary, you taught me well. Our ignorant ancestors believed every star was a deity. You taught me how foolish that was. "Superstition" you called it. Cleric
: And that's exactly what it is.
[the Protector turns to a bush and plucks a fire fruit from it
: Hungry? Cleric
] Uh, it's, er, bad fortune to eat the fire fruit. Protector
: According to whom? Our ancestors? Don't tell me you believe that old superstition.
[he throws the fruit away
: Perhaps we shouldn't completely ignore the old beliefs, no matter how strange they may seem today.
: Now, I don't believe for a moment that the stars are gods, but then... what are they? Cleric
: A great mystery, to which there is no answer.