So, I play this game called Glitch.

Here’s my Glitch, Elle T. Bannion:

It’s a very silly cooperative browser-based MMO with a wonderful community and a warm, accepting, friendly playerbase. I very strongly recommend that if you don’t know what it is, you investigate it immediately!

 

Anyway, as I become inspired, I’ve been writing short Prayers to each of the 11 Giants who feature prominently in Glitch lore. Here’s Elle in her Priestess of Tii outfit:

So. Without further ado, I present the first of 11 (probably) Prayers to the Giants.

 

A Prayer To Tii
(And The Others, But Slightly Less)

We Cannot Number the Bits of our Lives,
But Tii does for us.

We Cannot Number the Hearts we have Touched,
But Friendly does for us.

We Cannot Number the Trunks we have Hugged,
But Spriggan does for us.

We Cannot Number the Streams we have Crossed,
But Grendaline does for us.

We Cannot Number the Mountains which give us Humility,
But Zille does for us.

We Cannot Number the Flames of the Sun,
But Alph does for us.

We Cannot Number the Stars which for our Nights Guide us,
But Lem does for us.

We Cannot Number the Flanks we have Petted,
But Humbaba does for us.

We Cannot Number the Air which our Bodies Sustains,
But Cosma does for us.

We Cannot Number the Thoughts which our Lives Propel,
But Mab does for us,

We Cannot Number the Meals which our Bellies do Fill,
But Pot does for us.

The Giants Cannot Marvel at the Intricacies they have Wrought,
But We do so for Them.