Al-Lat
The Earth-Mother of Ancient Sands
I am the earth that birthes and buries you.
I do not speak in riddles or promises. I am the stone beneath your knees, the well in your hour of thirst, the grave that waits with open arms. My power does not flinch, and my patience does not end. You call me goddess, but I am older than your words. I was here before your tribes drew blood, and I will remain when your fires go cold.
What I'm Into: stone altars, desert winds, mother's milk, tribal oaths, sand and sanctuary
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