(There really are double monthly votes, so I'm decisively asking for votes. I actually forgot yesterday—though that seems to be normal. Anyway, even though there are only one or two days left until the end of the month, I'm asking for votes.)
God of the General Store Little Crow—this was Lilina's conclusion after she precisely assessed the symbolic divine power of that silly bird.
Perhaps because she was still incomplete and far too young, Mediva's symbolic influence on surrounding things was highly random. Someone who believed in the Crow God might receive any kind of blessing: new powers, freedom from all illness, mysterious knowledge, or perhaps the newly awakened ability to eat two hundred cherries in one minute from then on (no mistake). These random blessings gave Lilina quite a headache, because they meant there was no way to define the Crow God. What was she the god of? What kind of power should her believers possess? What was the standard form of prayer? If these three major points could not be settled, a god's authority would be nothing but a castle in the air.
"A church can be unserious, but a god as an 'idol' must be serious. At least, the image she presents to her believers must seem serious," Lilina said to me with rare solemnity. "Little Bird simply can't be serious about this. Look at the Life Goddess. She has all kinds of problems, sure—though as Ding Dang's high priest, are you really okay saying that?—but at least her power is beyond reproach. What a goddess's believers should do, what they will become, the goddess's entire power system—everything is as unshakable as law. That is how a god should lead her people. But believers in the Crow God are like they're entering a lottery. They pray, wait