Zun stood in the center, and as they did, their form began to ripple. To the men, Zun appeared as a great bearded warrior, with shoulders like mountain ridges. To the women, Zun appeared as a radiant mother, with eyes that held the softness of the dawn.
"Behold," Zun said, gesturing to their own divine body. "I am the strength of the oak and the flexibility of the willow. I am the fire of the hunt and the cradle of the hearth. If the gods themselves can be both, why must you be only one?" she male gods
Here is a story inspired by these ancient concepts of divine fluidity. The Weaver of the Middle Way Zun stood in the center, and as they