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• chlo'jo'lo'
  That's me! I am a quinundine (a demigoddess or some kind of semi-divine water elemental with five aqueous influences) who was born in a desert and as a result has very little understanding of my nature or heritage. I have come to live on a shoreline in order to learn these things. If you remember your folklore you may recall that undines must bear the child of a mortal in order to obtain a soul, and yes, that's quite probably applicable to me as well.
  
  
• The Chasm God
  The Chasm God currently dwells on 17th Boulevard and will probably continue to do so for a very very long time. He is, as best as I can tell, the very impassive and immutable spirit of a canyon, gorge or maybe an underwater fissure (which would explain his affinity for me). He seems to have been somehow displaced from wherever his dwelling originally was, and now simply inhabits a very large expanse of open space above the Boulevard.
  
  
• Seamother
  I met Seamother at the Reflecting Rock in what was the most profoundly moving and transcendental experience of my life. It was she who first confirmed my inklings of my true nature and who is continuing to teach me about my heritage. I call her Seamother because she has adopted me, but I suspect (hope?) that she is also my true mother. She is also the goddess of the moon. Not A Minor Goddess.
  
  
• Zorapteran
  The first deity I ever met was Zorapteran, an avatar of the goddess of insects, whose name I do not know. She is at once foreign and familiar to me, but I love her dearly.
  
  
• My Twin
  I call her my twin because we apparently both were born at The Sevenfold Tree. Our first memories, anyway, are of that place, as the melon sun set. Our second memories were of each other. She is older than I, I am older than she, and we are as similar as only sisters can be.
  
  

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