The years passed and the Sorcerer’s power grew. Those still devoted to the gods would have been amazed to learn any such scheme could take place in private. They believed the gods were capable of looking into the heart of any mortal. They took it as truth that their god did so at will, and only the power of their chosen god stopped other gods doing the same. So the thoughts of anyone with no god to protect them would be open to every god.
The outcasts wouldn’t have been surprised. They might be despised by all, discarded by the gods, but they knew the gods paid no attention to their thoughts, or to the hatred filled curses they often flung at the deities.
Everything went smoothly for the Sorcerer for many long years. No, that’s not quite true. No project of that size ever goes smo
