Standing in the lime light that was my un-divided attention. My deep affection. She sat on a pedestal in my personal temple. Setting an example for all the viewers of this particular station. She was of urban youth, wielding toilet paper, spray paint, some rainbow colored chalk. She defaced the temple. She colored over the walls, she threw the toilet paper across the other deities located there. She spray painted graffiti where she saw fit. Not a serious crime, but a mess that would take some time to clean up.
Did the monks that upheld the temple miss her? Of course. They didn't want one of their own leaving the faith. But it was not some sort of catastrophe. They we caught off guard, this being the first time its happened. And all though they will need to fill the void that became of her pedestal, its not the end of the world.
In fact, they are more prepared now.
And as for her, well she is free.
Its a win, win.
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