Drabble & a half, loosely for the prompt 'Everyone is the hero of their own story. Even Kossil'
Once there was a family with five daughters and no sons. When the lady – for it was a proud family that traced its forefathers to the House of Tarb, no less – found herself with child for the sixth time, she prayed to the Twin Gods for a son, promising a daughter in service as a priestess; the lord of the household prayed likewise to the Godking. And when they were blessed with a son, being devout people and not knowing which god had answered their prayers, they dedicated their two youngest, one to the Twin Gods and the other to the Godking. The elder hated her new life so profoundly that she drowned herself in the temple compound well. The younger, on the other hand, flourished.
Thus, before she was six, Kossil learned that the life of a boy was worth both the life and the death of a girl.11 August 2009