This is written as part of my NanoWrimo 2020 Compendium of Completion.
After the – he’d been counting – seventh she, Sparrow decided that he needed to be brave before one of the more junior members of the temple got themselves in trouble. “And then – pardon, your brilliance. Many of the books of the temple list, for instance, Jonnarrin the Night as he. And yet you have referred to the Night One as she on all but one occasion – when you referred to Holy Dark Jonnarrin as they. Could you please explain?”
“The books are wrong.” The smile on this particular oracle’s face was amazingly smug. Sparrow had to wonder if that was the oracle or the god inside. “That is – ah, your language is a little bit limited in this case. He, she, they – these refer to positions of your bodies, yes? That is, you are a he, the body this one is is a she. These two and those who choose to eschew those two make up both your genders and your biological sexes, correct? Baby-seeder and Baby-carrier, and those who do neither.” Continue reading