Old Man

Just watched SpaceX launch and (more importantly) successfully land SN15.  I still probably won't make it into space in my lifetime, but my kids might make it in theirs.

When I drive away the shadow, When I turn the knot to smoke, When I melt away the fogbank, When I burn away the cloak:   There remain no deceptions, No obstacles for sleuths, I destroy all obscurement, What remains is    

Theer, Lord of ChaoS, presents the world with his fauna gift, butterflies.
 

 
They have the most marvelous effect!

This doesn't mean I don't still hate the Yankees, of course, but it's a pretty cool move by both franchises. 
 
Yankees, Mets to offer vaccines at the stadium – and free tickets for getting a shot

And while I'm thinking about it,
 

 
Tank Man

Just took the wife for her first vaccination! She's halfway there.

Timra'Keth gazed at the other gods, and she grew concerned. Chaos, Trickery, Folly, Fire, oh the harm they could do. Life meant possibility, but surely that was more that could just go wrong. One could drown in oceans. Beauty seemed too tempting to be  trusted. And Justice? Justice meant punishment. And eventually for all, debts would accrue. So much to worry about. So much to stress over- So much to fear.
Then suddenly the void was with form after all, E'il spewed forth a world of great oceans and many lands. And it was beautiful, and pristine, and seemed to go on forever.
Timra'Keth knew it for what it was. Dangerous beyond belief! One could easily plummet off the high mountains. One might drown in ocean currents. Was that a volcano? Well that was an accident just waiting to happen. Whatever beings came to be, they were in deadly danger!
And so it was, even before there were peoples, Timra'Keth decided on her role. She would protect the peoples of this new world! And what better way to protect them by scaring them and making them understand existence was terrifyingly dangerous! She would drive them to their shelters, encourage them to stay in their homes!
She would protect them... in her own special way.
 
Secondary Domain: Protection (Leaning towards OVER protectiveness)
 

N440K variant prevalent in India has been found to be ten times as infective as previous strains of COVID-19
 
This is what happens when you turn a virus loose in a billion new hosts.

No matter what anyone says about the Miracle on Ice, the greatest moments in American Olympic history came in Berlin, 1936.

"Timra'Keth, take my fear as offering to thee, I lay it upon thy altar. Timra'Keth, take my fear as offering to thee, I lay it upon thy alter." The child's prayer was the barest of whispers and all that was dared in that dark.
 
His brother peeked around the corner. "They might not even come in. The peddler said holy places were safe, even from raiders."
 
The first looked around. The temple was ancient and forgotten by all but the vines consuming it. How often had they passed it without knowing until they'd had to flee the ones burning the village? "If they even recognize it as a temple. What kind of temple just has racks of sticks?"
 
Was that torchlight? No, not yet. "The Tallywhacker, obviously."
 
"The guy that gets after mom to pay taxes?"
 
"What are you, drinking Folly's Communion? The Tallywhacker, god of debts and obligations. 
Lore forgets the sneaky,
Mem'ry loses him what ran
But none escape the nick
Of the Tallywhacker Man."
 
"We hear you little babes. Come out to play!" Trickster's balls, why had he opened his mouth?
 
"That wasn't a suggestion little babes. Come now, full run, or wait for Vaiyarran's own kiss!" The torchlight on the ceiling went dim for a moment, then flared brighter than ever. He must've set the nick-sticks!
 
Should he risk looking for another exit? Give up and hope they weren't cannibals?
 
He didn't have time to wonder. The yellow light of fire went out again, replaced with a brighter flare of blue. A terrible roar answered with a scream that faded to a choke. Then a sort of ripping and splashing.
 
The two boys held each other in the silence. The blue light fell more harshly on them, and the younger dared look up to see a man clothed in formless radiance. The Tallywhacker held the arm of a raider. He stripped the flesh until the bones of the forearm were bared. He cut a series of notches along each, marked them with some divine script, then split them lengthwise through the notches.
 
"For services rendered," the voice was a rumble more felt in the gut than heard with the ear, "your foils." The boys received their split bones, and the god vanished.
 
None escape the nick of the Tallywhacker Man.
 
Tallywhacker, god of Debts and Obligations
 

 
Oddly, this god is worshiped both by creditors who need their debts repaid and by debtors trying to find a way to pay their debts.

He is Kulan.
 
He moves quietly.  Words are not usually needed.  All eyes are on him.  
 
He is the God of Beauty

To Light, there is Darkness.
 
To Joy, there is Sorrow.
 
To Life, there is Death.
 
To all things, there is a natural and necessary opposition. 
 
Thus all things are a compound in one.
 
Lhash'ka, Goddess of Opposition 

I'll be there in a short.

"Because it's DULL!  It'll HURT MORE!"

Well, drat. I may have been sniped, since the god I planned was the god of what is most worth fearing:
 
He is the god to whom no one prays.
 
Illworker, mortals call him, and Eternal Bane.
 
Why We Cannot Have Nice Things.
 
The God Against Whom Gods Strive in Vain.
 
He that Destroyeth All and Is Unconquered.
 
The Wise fear him, but say most folk do not fear him enough.
 
Old priests whisper to novices, with gestures to ward off evil, that his fellow gods address him thus:
 
Idiot!
 
Moron!
 
Imbecile!
 
You Stupid Git, What Were You Thinking!?
 
For the name of this god is
 
FOLLY
 
He is not the God of Evil, but he is the cause of evil. My entry this year is the God of Stupidity.
 
Dean Shomshak
 
I may have to rethink this.

Ok, let's try this...
 
I claim the domain of ChAOs!
 

 
Oxymoronic as it may seem, I have a plan. 

I swallow worlds, I eat the night There's no end to my appetite Though my thirst is only slight Every being fears my bite No weapon can impede my might Strike me, but I'll win the fight      

The world was not yet formed, it was shapeless and full of potential...
How utterly terrifying. How incredibly uncertain it all was. There was doubt, there was the unknown, there was the anxieties and trepidations that came with it.  If the Universe to be was aware at all, it had to sense this and the dread that came with it. Was it any surprise there was Fear? 
 
Her name was Timra'Keth, and she was only going to get stronger
 
Primary Domain: Fear!