[The normal hustle and bustle of the streets have died down a bit since rush hour. The sun is still bright this time of year, though, and plenty of people wander aimlessly with no particular destination in mind. Among them is a boy in a floppy white hat flanked closely by something that appears to be an angel.]
...Is it so unusual for a similar tradition to arise in multiple cultures and yet stem from the same root? The plucking of the bowstring or the prayers of the righteous - does not all work according to His will?
So when you use the term 'Hama', it's out of... some kind of convenience for me?
His divine nature manifests in all. A ritual may be called 'harae' or 'exorcism' - the purification of the unclean and the reinstatement of His abounding light, however, remains the purpose. Is that not so?
I'm not so sure about this...
Your surety has no bearing on its truth. ...Let us cease this now. Look to your left.
[The boy and the angel alike stop in their tracks and turn to stare at the person stumbling his way down the street. Atsuro pauses for a half moment before calling out and stepping forward.]
Leo
[The normal hustle and bustle of the streets have died down a bit since rush hour. The sun is still bright this time of year, though, and plenty of people wander aimlessly with no particular destination in mind. Among them is a boy in a floppy white hat flanked closely by something that appears to be an angel.]
...Is it so unusual for a similar tradition to arise in multiple cultures and yet stem from the same root? The plucking of the bowstring or the prayers of the righteous - does not all work according to His will?
So when you use the term 'Hama', it's out of... some kind of convenience for me?
His divine nature manifests in all. A ritual may be called 'harae' or 'exorcism' - the purification of the unclean and the reinstatement of His abounding light, however, remains the purpose. Is that not so?
I'm not so sure about this...
Your surety has no bearing on its truth. ...Let us cease this now. Look to your left.
[The boy and the angel alike stop in their tracks and turn to stare at the person stumbling his way down the street. Atsuro pauses for a half moment before calling out and stepping forward.]
...Hey! Er -- You OK?