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Giantuvis, at this point was aware of what was his task which did not exclude sentiments of joy for himself yet in the uncertainty of fear, he was insecure as to how one should proceed to accomplish a task which no male mortal in the grandest of his knowledge had ever been asked to perform for a female deity. Giantuvis, for his part however was troubled at the thought that Mar Vaglia might perceive him as being daft should his queries concern that which should be all too clear yet if there was another hand, it was that she might see him as being arrogant if he were to assume beyond what was permissible.
Mar Vaglia however had other intensions in her which she wished to have satisfied for in all there was more than a curiosity to take from the source of her own bounty. As it would be her own lust which would be delivered on to her through this mere mortal, who would but serve as beast of burden yet in Mar Vaglia; there was a need to discover what her very being almost forbade her. This being the hunger for the knowledge of what it felt like to loose something.
It being this sense which in Mar Vaglia's mind had come to symbolize true appreciation of the moments available to one and that which they provided. For was it not mortals who fiercely clung to every moment of their lives with extreme care and joy when ever it was allowed them; for theirs was not certainty of the future except that it would not last but a short while. Did this not make them much more joyous in their time of triumphs than the deities who had so many that they had come to regard them as that which should be while humans rejoiced all the more; given so few was granted on to them due to not only their limited powers but time of strength which nature had delivered on to them? How mortals adored those close to them was what she wished to experience, for in all sincerity; this was what she wanted above all else specially more than her own immortality. For deities were respected and feared yet hardly if ever were they held in the adoration of the kind, some mortals held for one another, even by each other who did not see a need for such sensations though she had come to see them as the essence of happiness. For did mortals not hold the advantage in loving one another over deities, as they in contrast to herself could loose those they had while deities could not.
Mortals, Mar Vaglia even pondered to herself as she lent thought to what she might say to instruct her devoted worshiper, were even capable in some cases of making the sacrifice of their very lives for those they held in high esteem. A characteristic most admirable as on some occasions they even did it willingly unlike the ones they performed for the deities which more often than it was not the case were forced. How it would be if a mortal were to deliver upon her with this sacrifice or in a greater sense, if she herself could do likewise for one; whom she felt merited something of the sort? Giantuvis, awaited his instructions and as he did, Mar Vaglia considered her words with the utmost care as she with body to tempt and eyes to inspire; softly uttered "I want you to feel the lust I pass on to thee as though has done so in the past on many an occasion when ye did seek a maiden in sexuality whom thou did take with all the might of thine desires. It is this which I seek thee to do on to me as thine imagination does not see me as deity but as woman of flesh, who ye has in thine intensions of delivering thine pleasure while she likewise provides thee her returns as would a harlot delivered with currency that she might perform a task of carnality.
