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One sparkle came to Edellion’s eyes reflecting her enjoyment from him speaking his name “Thysune. How quaint and adorable, a name that is roguish yet strong. It makes me hunger for more than just a name. Perhaps a nickname for your enjoyment, sweet ember-like one? Like Thy or Sun, no, I won’t dishonour you by such. Just the normal formality will do.” Edellion flourished her hand, she was thinking. What could she do with this little boy? Truly, she could have some fun or even something that would admonish her boredom in her palace. She rarely got anything to play with that was so nervous; most men she came across were so inane and horribly vain.

“Who says that I take an interest? Just because I am here, so close, just within one inch of you’re delicious self, does that mean I’m interested?” Edellion inquired, voice oozing warmth, her eyebrows were raised in question; a mischievous smile applied to her plush-colored lips revealing her amusement for the situation that was still there, not to mention the appeal and zest that made her a heartthrob. She examined him, like a new trinket, but a trinket didn’t have human feelings or could be humane. Edellion’s grin turn wicked in mere seconds; it was full of her terribly devilish soul, speaking her thoughts. She reached to touch Thysunes face, caressing it softly “Mhm, truly divine. Too bad you are merely a boy and not a man; I’d not mind a man. Though, I could make a man out of you, if you desired me.” Edellion was close to his ear, whispering those words. Finally she went to his lips, pressing them against his, when finished, Edellion stood turning her back to him, only letting her head turn to look at him, more sparkle in her eyes “My palace isn’t far, would you come and join this lonely heart? I’d not mind helping a boy become a man, my knowledge is your knowledge.”




Eloera pondered the goddess of the underworlds words, she stared at her through grey-green eyes, they were the eyes the stars cooed and awed over for they often could shift colors, it was only a slight but it didn’t go unnoticed. She was the Celestial Goddess, her heart, soul, nose, hands, everything was often seen to be beautiful and she was so distant herself, so when a change happened, it was recorded and made certain to be cherished. At this point, they were grey-green with hints of a dull emotion that was unrecognizable. How could she form it into words, the answer to this? Perhaps it seemed illogical to some but it was always best to look at both sides of the coin.

Hands loosened there grip on her staff, Eloera smiled slightly at the question “You are right, I have many burdens, although, I have much more freedom then many as of late. I do not have to hide myself.” She replied “Father is a man who often can be seen as fickle, aren’t all being of power fickle? I myself am, I am increasingly fickle, even if set in my ways. He may not be doing the right thing, but then he may be. If something is unwanted, then it is logical to rid it of existence or at least put it some place where you won’t be likely to see it.”

With this topic she continued “Our hearts are always changing, so why isn’t someone like father allowed to change? I do not know his reasoning. He may have gone mad in his wits. Or this could be a test for all of us. I am merely a tool to make certain that this ends as it is meant to be, and perhaps, as father wishes. When the true answer is revealed, then we shall know what our roles are. For now, I am here. I am here to do as he asks, forever am I loyal to his words. If I must kill and become a monster to do so, then I shall.” Her voice was soft “I do not know. But inside, I am numb and a void. I myself, am finding it tiring to be like this on and on and on. II apologize Nemesis, I am being vague again. But yes, from your view it would be illogical. But, maybe he wants new rules for the immortals?” She watched the goddess.



Awe was filling Muriel from Zero’s action, his words, and simply the way he was. He had said the four words that made everything spin inside her. Muriel, it meant She managed to smile, it was forced. When he had held her close, the tingles had returned, and when he let her go from his embrace, her heart pinged with agony. She was trying hard not to cry. Hollie was hovering insider her blouse still, she gulped, he burbled something to sooth her, saying it wasn’t the end of the world and that if anything happened to her, and it would be, so she had to buck up so she could concentrate instead of looking like a little girl. She watched Zero, a pout forming, she had to agree with the little spirit-ball creature, she needed to cheer up. Muriel gave a quick nod “Okay that sounds fabulous then! I will do my best Zero, be safe and do not forget to eat something sweet.” She said. Hollie muttered something in response, Muriel pulled him out from her blouse “I only had three last time!” and shoved him in her front pocket rather then her blouse. Her teeth clenched, before she left she quickly grab him by his shirt to kiss his lips, then sped away “See you shortly!”