Soul Thief
You have wings, Oberon noted as he, Mira and the child rested in her domain.
Mira was still frightful, not only of the daunting Oberon who loomed close with darkness in his cloak.
But she said, "I do. Do the other Gods have wings?"
No.
Her wings extended high above her, flittered and glittered in the wind as if Edol himself enchanted them with his own touch of light.
But she only had these wings when she was not on Earth, for Oberon did not recall seeing them before.
You must be the creation of Athena and I, said Oberon. You look like her. I am curious to know what I gave you.
Mira's eyes widened at Oberon.
"Was that Athena?" she asked.
Yes. Don't be frightened of her. She creates War. Yet, she created you.
The child cooed from her sleep. Mira quickly moved to the child's side, basked in her peaceful slumber.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken her. You must return her, Oberon."
And then it occurred to Oberon.
Mira was the Goddess of Peace.
I will, he said, even if he was fearful of returning a human child.
"You will?" Mira said.
Yes, and you should meet Athena, and Edol for that matter.
"I have already met Edol. But I will certainly find Athena."
Be wary. You are like Irene. You are calm and kind. Athena is neither of those things.
Mira was taken by the compliment, but she assumed she was only calm and kind because of this God of Death.
"I will. Thank you, Oberon."
The stars and space are limitless. Be careful. I have lost Ardora out there many times.
"Of course."
Oberon saw Mira off which a wave of his hand, before he brought down both of them to carry the child.
Mira was still frightful, not only of the daunting Oberon who loomed close with darkness in his cloak.
But she said, "I do. Do the other Gods have wings?"
No.
Her wings extended high above her, flittered and glittered in the wind as if Edol himself enchanted them with his own touch of light.
But she only had these wings when she was not on Earth, for Oberon did not recall seeing them before.
You must be the creation of Athena and I, said Oberon. You look like her. I am curious to know what I gave you.
Mira's eyes widened at Oberon.
"Was that Athena?" she asked.
Yes. Don't be frightened of her. She creates War. Yet, she created you.
The child cooed from her sleep. Mira quickly moved to the child's side, basked in her peaceful slumber.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken her. You must return her, Oberon."
And then it occurred to Oberon.
Mira was the Goddess of Peace.
I will, he said, even if he was fearful of returning a human child.
"You will?" Mira said.
Yes, and you should meet Athena, and Edol for that matter.
"I have already met Edol. But I will certainly find Athena."
Be wary. You are like Irene. You are calm and kind. Athena is neither of those things.
Mira was taken by the compliment, but she assumed she was only calm and kind because of this God of Death.
"I will. Thank you, Oberon."
The stars and space are limitless. Be careful. I have lost Ardora out there many times.
"Of course."
Oberon saw Mira off which a wave of his hand, before he brought down both of them to carry the child.