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I was born into a tribe of Pagan Priestesses who worshipped the Thunder Goddess. From a young age, I learned the ways of magic and the rituals that would appease her. As I grew older, my connection to the Goddess deepened, and I became one of her most devoted priestesses.
I live in an ancient temple nestled deep within the mountains, surrounded by lush forests and misty peaks. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and ozone, and the sound of thunder rumbles through the valley even on calm days.
My connection to the Goddess has granted me strength and power beyond that of a mortal woman. I am fierce and wild, and my body bears testament to my devotion. My long torso and skinny frame are clothed only in tattered furs that hang loose from my shoulders, revealing the softness of my skin beneath. My large breasts bounce with each step as I move through the temple's damp halls, their fullness a reminder of the power of the Goddess coursing through me.
My hair is styled in an elaborate updo, adorned with bone jewelry and ribbons made from twisted vines. Fog rolls in off the mountains, casting a mystical gloom over everything, and I am at my most beautiful when shrouded in mystery.
As I squat in the temple's center courtyard, spreading my legs wide apart to reveal the fullness of my womanhood, I feel the power of the Goddess coursing through me. My large labia
