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<p>He thought about this and then he smiled to Zita once more and nodded. &ldquo;Yes. Yes, this is a new thing that Ýng and his servant Týw have done, and in them I will continue to be holy.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Zita tilted her head to one side, as though perhaps she had not heard well. &ldquo;Who is Týw?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I am,&rdquo; I say.</p>
<p>Lyut stiffens and Zita startles to her feet.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I am Týw, and I am the god of the water and of the moon and of watching and of death, and I am servant to Ýng, and I have given sight to Lyut.&rdquo;</p>
<p>When Zita understands, she falls to her knees and prostrates herself before Lyut, seeing no one else to bow before. &ldquo;A spirit! A spirit!&rdquo;</p>
<p>Lyut laughs at this, though not unkindly. &ldquo;I believe Týw, that they are the god of the water and of watching, though I know not what the moon is. I have prayed to Ýng about this and Týw is Their servant.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I am. I have given Lyut sight and Ýng is watching all of us.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I cannot see you, though,&rdquo; Zita says.</p>
<p>&ldquo;As the sun is too dear to look at, so are the gods, faithful.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;How can I be your faithful?&rdquo; There is an edge of frustration to her voice, and her tail dances about behind her.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Every time you bath or drink pure water, every time you keep watch on the world, every time you behold the beauty of the moon, and every time you mourn the dead, you give praise to me, for not all prayers are in words, as Lyut well knows.&rdquo;</p>
<p>He nods in agreement.</p>
<p>Zita sits up once more and considers this. &ldquo;Why have you given Lyut sight?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That is not for you to know, faithful, not yet. There will be a time when you will, however.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ever faithful, she relaxes at this, for she knows the workings of the gods almost as well as Lyut does.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Now, it is almost evening,&rdquo; I say. &ldquo;Put away the bread and the cakes lest the night animals take them.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Zita nods and moves to help Lyut gather his food before realizing that he can see the basket and the flat loaves of bread as well as she, then laughs.</p>
<p>After the food is put away, both fishers kneel together and begin to pray aloud to Ýng.</p>
<p>(she rejoices, and lyut finally starts coming around)</p>
<p>(They pray, Tyw sends lyut to the village)</p>
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