Willowrosephoenix
Selected Tue, Dec 13, 2022
“We really need to be more specific. This is getting out of hand.”
The gathered deities nod in solemn agreement.
One eldritch being gestures broadly, indicating a shelf that defies the laws of physics and reaches beyond the limits of mortal sight, “It was cute and innovative at first, but even with eternal life, how am I ever going to use all of this virgin olive oil?!”
Another, sits on the edge of a lumpy, amorphous mound that extends to the point it becomes obscured in the misty reaches of one of the arms of the Milky Way, “The virgin wool was fun at first, I took up felting but…there’s just too much!”
The newcomer, a young god in the relative scheme of things sits quietly brooding, “you all think you have it bad.”
The muttering briefly ceases as the assembled deities struggle to restrain their laughter.
Crackles of energy spark and pop around the young god, sitting atop the spectral entity of an entire airport, complete with planes, tower, runways.
“I mean…what am I going to do with more than one of these if they keep sending them?! And you just know it’s going to cause lots of prayers. This is a whole mess!”
Losing their battle, the other deities take up raucous laughter, only causing the looming cloud of bad mood to grow.
Heavily sighing, the god grants the most recent petition, after all, technically it is “virgin” and tradition must be kept.
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Submitted by Willowrosephoenix on Fri, Dec 09, 2022 to /r/WritingPrompts/
Full submission hereThe prompt
To please your god, you offer a virgin sacrifice monthly. This month, you managed to sacrifice a Virgin airlines airport and your deity is concerned.
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