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The Four Sacred Mothers can be found in their places of power all the year long. Come away to the wilds now, and find divinity.

Spring is Coming with a Strawberry in the Mouth

Call upon Serranai, Mother of Spring and Land

In the dappled light of morning amid the pines of Lockwood Forest, it is not uncommon to hear music. The sweet whine of pan pipes, the gentle drifting melody of a harp, the strange tart pluck of dulcimer strings. But most commonly, the jaunty bellowing of an accordion, as that is the goddess's favorite instrument. Call out to her, and she will answer.

In the night and on rainy days, it is more common to find her deep within the embrace of the earth, amid a concert hall of stone and foliage. If you hear a woman's laughter in Paradesium, you have nothing to fear--- though you may be dragged into a game of tag before you are able to catch her, should her whims decide it.

A Summer Night in Domita

Call upon Kora, Mother of Summer and Sea

On days when the weather's bearable, sometimes you'll find an unusual woman at Tawny Beach. Raven hair billows in the sunlight, often only partially tamed by a tri-corner hat with an array of feathers and cold pins on the right side. The warmer the weather, the less clothing she wears. She can often be found lounging on the beach with a bottle of rum, sitting perched on a rock jutting out from the side of the Bluffs, or on the docks, milling around. If you're very lucky, you may find her aboard her moored ship, the Golden Sun, a stunning ship constructed of dark wood with gilded railing and glowing gold mainsails bearing a white sunburst emblem.

Up by Eeltooth Lagoon, where the island slopes back toward the sea, those who come in search of strength of heart when it rains will find the Mother of All Waters swinging in a hammock under the cover of two willow trees, singing away as the raindrops pelting her collection of empty bottles harmonizes with her.

Mary Celeste was found alone
The fate of her crew is still unknown
Murder, fraud, or acts bizarre
No one can say but chances are

They're down, downed, and drowned
Downed and drowned and never found

Hail the Revenge for their bravery
Tried to escape fighting 53
The surrender of her last 16 crew
Couldn't save her boards from the briny blue

They're down, downed, and drowned
Downed and drowned and never found
They're down, drowned in the depths below
Where the sun don't shine and the winds don't blow
And the timbers crack and the mainstay fails
We'll all find peace wrapped within our sails.

When Autumn Leaves

Call upon Celestine, Mother of Autumn and Sky

There's not much call to climb Crane's Ridge when it isn't life or death, or mid-November. Accessible by train, it's typically only the mining crew who scales the mountain any other time, though those attending the hot springs get somewhat close to the summit.

But climb past the train station and up toward the sky, and chances are you'll find a tall, slender, radiant woman with dark skin and eyes the current color of the sky gazing out toward the horizon, or standing in an outdoor stone kitchen, crafting cloudstuff in a shiny silver pot and simmering starlight before bottling them and placing them on a wooden shelf.

Other days, wandering up by the Bluffs might lead you to a little house that you're sure wasn't there before. A cottage, small and modest, with a flourishing vegetable garden and a smoking chimney. That very same woman sits in a bay window, reading peacefully. But she wouldn't mind company. There'll be a cup of coffee or tea waiting for you inside, and it smells distinctly like something delicious is baking.

White Winter Hymnal

Call upon Mortanne, Mother of Winter and Beyond

There is only one place to find Mortanne, aside from that office you found yourself in when you were first offered a place in Pumpkin Hollow.

Fall's promise is that Winter is soon to follow, and thus, you can find Mother Death in her mourning garb standing in the cemetery that is thusly named. She strolls between the graves, sits straight-backed on the benches, or lingers before the Leeds family mausoleum, looking for all the world like just a mourner. But you know better, don't you?

Occasionally, however, Mortanne will send for you. Should you see a strange white horse anywhere on the island, staring intently at you, follow where it leads. Mother would like a word with you.

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