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This was a world full of wonderous magic, where women passed their magic down to their daughters-indeed, only women could wield such power. They were revered, cherished, honored, for they were the daughters beloved by the Mother God. Beyond the magics taught in the schools, there are certain powers unrecordable by ink or script, know as talent magic, passed solely through blood.
In this world, there were no concepts of "father" or "husband." When a woman wished for a child, she sought another woman to join her in creation.
Take Denise's mother, Eartha, and her aunt, Gregor, for example: Eartha admired the strength of Gregor's magical bloodline and wished for a child who carried both their powers. Thus, she borrowed a son of Gregor's house for use. The child, of course, was Eartha's alone; a mother was a mother. Yet Gregor, through shared blood, gained the right to be kin, and Denise called her Aunt.
As for that boy, Adonis, as Gregor's younger brother, was in form, an 'Uncle' to Denise. Not a father, there were no fathers. His kinship to the precious child came solely from his sister's blood.
The daughters of the God bore strength, endurance, fierce spirits, and will to carve new lands. The land on which Denise stood was a nation built by women. The nation lay upon a continent tamed by women. The continent rested in a world conquered by women.
"Heavens above... could a deity truly exist? Has Mother God of this world answered my prayers?" Denise thought, trembling with joy.
Those at her bedside fell into a panic as the young master laughed and wept in the same breath. The freckled youth seized the physician by the sleeve. "What's wrong with her? Has our young master knocked her wits loose?"
"I'm not witless, Ernie." She turned to the girl's anxious face. "I'm simply... overjoyed to have survived."