Dick was never sure that a deity could look so mortal.

Sure, it was his own mistake to come across this island. A deity's punishment of living an eternity in exile. However, Dick found himself growing to enjoy the island.

The gathering. The hard work required to live here. Dick hadn't worked a day in his life, being a mere mortal. This humble lifestyle was like a balm on his soul.

He wasn't aware how much he had needed something like this.