Kalidas: I'm On a Boat

I do not understand the ocean.

Home, in Baihata Hamdev, a single day might bring a dozen deaths. The invaders, their pleas for redemtion echoing in their every action, provided limitless opportunities for glorifying the Dark Mother. The only thing to slow down the sacred work was the need for caution, and the need to send off each penitent to their next life properly.

Out here, it was a days travel to find the kraken the first time. When found, he and the sky lady who we now believe employed him fled. So now we journey again.

A days travel to the kraken's isle. It seemed foolish to strike him first, to attack the servant instead of the master. The servant saw us, and we pursued the master anyway.

The kraken, in spite of it's size, proved to be as cowardly as it's master. A single arrow, and it fled. I wonder that I will manage to give a single death at this rate.

But still, I will try. It has been too long since I have sent a soul home to Kali, and will give the goddess her due, one way or another.

The mother be praised.