“Why do you have to play games like this?” Allay asked the god since he was being so forthcoming.
This time the thoughts that came were far more complex than she was prepared for. Everything was connected in multiple ways so that even the slightest change to one thing could multiply it’s affect until something else far removed was altered beyond recognition. Allay couldn’t follow all the consequences through the web. There were patterns for the world from before and after Kayla arrived and different patterns if Allay had been born with a voice.