Soul Thief
Irene told the Goddess Athena about the matter.
"Missing souls?" Athena asked.
"Yes. Oberon went to Earth to search, but we don't understand. This shouldn't be possible," Irene said.
"Edol's Earth is a place I still have yet to fully understand myself," admitted Athena. "But I will search at once."
"Do not tell Edol about this. Oberon has already upset him. If he discovers his precious humans are walking about without souls, he might just strike Oberon dead."
The two sighed at the joke.
Athena touched Irene's shoulder.
"I won't," Athena assured Irene.
"Thank you."
Athena stepped down to Earth. She cast away her armor for a form-fitting yet conservative gown.
Earth had since become rather grey after the war. The air was darkened with smoke as the humans filled their chimneys with wood and fire.
Athena did not take notice of nature as much as Irene did, and was instead rather fascinated by the new technologies of this new human age.
Of course, the countries, as the humans called them, on the far side suffered worse from the war than these countries did.
And what of war now, thought Athena. She would have no place in this human age of peace.
She would have to take to growing plants like Irene, and at that thought she scowled.
She walked the streets of one small village before travelling to another. Then she travelled to a city somewhere on the near side of Earth.
It was lively and beautiful.
Athena watched one man strike another right on the streets. They were drunk.
« Go Back "Missing souls?" Athena asked.
"Yes. Oberon went to Earth to search, but we don't understand. This shouldn't be possible," Irene said.
"Edol's Earth is a place I still have yet to fully understand myself," admitted Athena. "But I will search at once."
"Do not tell Edol about this. Oberon has already upset him. If he discovers his precious humans are walking about without souls, he might just strike Oberon dead."
The two sighed at the joke.
Athena touched Irene's shoulder.
"I won't," Athena assured Irene.
"Thank you."
Athena stepped down to Earth. She cast away her armor for a form-fitting yet conservative gown.
Earth had since become rather grey after the war. The air was darkened with smoke as the humans filled their chimneys with wood and fire.
Athena did not take notice of nature as much as Irene did, and was instead rather fascinated by the new technologies of this new human age.
Of course, the countries, as the humans called them, on the far side suffered worse from the war than these countries did.
And what of war now, thought Athena. She would have no place in this human age of peace.
She would have to take to growing plants like Irene, and at that thought she scowled.
She walked the streets of one small village before travelling to another. Then she travelled to a city somewhere on the near side of Earth.
It was lively and beautiful.
Athena watched one man strike another right on the streets. They were drunk.