Soul Thief
Athena crept along one of the tall human buildings. She liked to dance along the wires above the city. She assumed the humans used these to communicate with one another from great distances apart.
When Athena swooped down to look closely at a mother and her child, she cut the wire with her blade. The wire was alive and landed in a puddle on the wet ground.
These humans were fascinating. They used means of electricity to communicate, yet the electricity itself was dangerous.
Athena saw this mother holding a little girl, walked towards the puddle.
Athena was basking in the inevitability when Oberon appeared and threw her against the brick wall of one of the human buildings.
What are you doing? hissed Oberon.
He sliced the topmost part of the wire so that it fell and died.
Athena's eyes were wide, frightened, yet she wanted to feel Oberon's wrath.
"I was watching the inevitable," Athena whispered.
You are forbidden to toil in the lives of these humans, Oberon said.
Oberon's words were dark and deep and terrifying. From beneath his cloak a darkness spread.
But Athena seemed indifferent.
"That is why I am here, Oberon. I know my place. And you should know yours," she said.
Athena grinned wildly.
The wire was dead but the mother fell. With her last strength, she held that little girl in her arms, protected her little head from that wet ground.
Oberon rushed to her side. Athena took notice of his affections towards humans.
"Her heart simply stopped beating," Athena whispered.
Oberon was livid with Athena. The child in her mother's arms began to weep, looked at Oberon with large eyes.
Both Athena and Oberon were startled when a Goddess appeared beside them.
Athena was atonished, watched this white-haired Goddess take the child in her arms.
Humans around them began to shout, point at the collapsed mother. But some continued on, must have not heard the stinging cries of the little girl.
Oberon severed the mother's soul, but there was no soul to sever.
There was no thief.
Unless this Goddess was the Soul Thief.
But if she was, she hardly looked like one.
« Go Back When Athena swooped down to look closely at a mother and her child, she cut the wire with her blade. The wire was alive and landed in a puddle on the wet ground.
These humans were fascinating. They used means of electricity to communicate, yet the electricity itself was dangerous.
Athena saw this mother holding a little girl, walked towards the puddle.
Athena was basking in the inevitability when Oberon appeared and threw her against the brick wall of one of the human buildings.
What are you doing? hissed Oberon.
He sliced the topmost part of the wire so that it fell and died.
Athena's eyes were wide, frightened, yet she wanted to feel Oberon's wrath.
"I was watching the inevitable," Athena whispered.
You are forbidden to toil in the lives of these humans, Oberon said.
Oberon's words were dark and deep and terrifying. From beneath his cloak a darkness spread.
But Athena seemed indifferent.
"That is why I am here, Oberon. I know my place. And you should know yours," she said.
Athena grinned wildly.
The wire was dead but the mother fell. With her last strength, she held that little girl in her arms, protected her little head from that wet ground.
Oberon rushed to her side. Athena took notice of his affections towards humans.
"Her heart simply stopped beating," Athena whispered.
Oberon was livid with Athena. The child in her mother's arms began to weep, looked at Oberon with large eyes.
Both Athena and Oberon were startled when a Goddess appeared beside them.
Athena was atonished, watched this white-haired Goddess take the child in her arms.
Humans around them began to shout, point at the collapsed mother. But some continued on, must have not heard the stinging cries of the little girl.
Oberon severed the mother's soul, but there was no soul to sever.
There was no thief.
Unless this Goddess was the Soul Thief.
But if she was, she hardly looked like one.