Soul Thief
Athena vanished.
"She's miserable. She's always causing trouble down on Earth," Ardora said.
Ardora was wary of Oberon. They did not speak often, even if Ardora was the child of Oberon and Irene's love.
Ardora did not understand how her existence came to be from the God of Death.
The thought of death was frightful to Ardora. Despond was everything she was not, but the thought of death was even more petrifying.
But she was respectful of Oberon, invited him to sit.
He did.
"Good morning, Oberon. I don't see you often," Ardora said.
Her face was beautiful. Her eyelashes were long and her lips plump. She rivalled Irene in this way, but Oberon would never admit such a thing.
Good morning, Ardora, said Oberon. That is true. I am too busy.
"And I have not seen Irene as of late either. Is she preparing for Spring?"
Yes, she always is. There is always a new flower or tree. The squirrels are repopulating at an alarming speed as well.
Ardora laughed even if Oberon was confused as to why.
I assume you have heard about what is happening on Earth, Oberon inquired.
"Yes. I don't know how this could happen. My loves don't deserve this."
Ice formed on Ardora's palms. She said, "It's upsetting. I'm incredibly upset."
As am I. I implore you to go to Earth and invesigate this matter. You are comforting to humans, Oberon said.
Ardora smiled and her smile was striking.
"Humans are comforting to me," she said. "I will immediately."
Do not tell Edol about this.
"I would never."
Thank you, Ardora.
Ardora nodded, stepped towards Oberon and placed a kiss on his head.
Oberon was very taken, shooed Ardora away with a hand.
Get on, he scolded.
Ardora smiled again, disappeared to Earth through a waterfall.
Oberon looked at his palm and found a white rose.
"She's miserable. She's always causing trouble down on Earth," Ardora said.
Ardora was wary of Oberon. They did not speak often, even if Ardora was the child of Oberon and Irene's love.
Ardora did not understand how her existence came to be from the God of Death.
The thought of death was frightful to Ardora. Despond was everything she was not, but the thought of death was even more petrifying.
But she was respectful of Oberon, invited him to sit.
He did.
"Good morning, Oberon. I don't see you often," Ardora said.
Her face was beautiful. Her eyelashes were long and her lips plump. She rivalled Irene in this way, but Oberon would never admit such a thing.
Good morning, Ardora, said Oberon. That is true. I am too busy.
"And I have not seen Irene as of late either. Is she preparing for Spring?"
Yes, she always is. There is always a new flower or tree. The squirrels are repopulating at an alarming speed as well.
Ardora laughed even if Oberon was confused as to why.
I assume you have heard about what is happening on Earth, Oberon inquired.
"Yes. I don't know how this could happen. My loves don't deserve this."
Ice formed on Ardora's palms. She said, "It's upsetting. I'm incredibly upset."
As am I. I implore you to go to Earth and invesigate this matter. You are comforting to humans, Oberon said.
Ardora smiled and her smile was striking.
"Humans are comforting to me," she said. "I will immediately."
Do not tell Edol about this.
"I would never."
Thank you, Ardora.
Ardora nodded, stepped towards Oberon and placed a kiss on his head.
Oberon was very taken, shooed Ardora away with a hand.
Get on, he scolded.
Ardora smiled again, disappeared to Earth through a waterfall.
Oberon looked at his palm and found a white rose.