𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹.

ᅠᅠ𝑺o she would have destroyed the whole race of man with cruel famine and have robbed them who dwell on Olympus of their glorious gifts and sacrifices,

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

…ᅠAnd a sharp 𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘰𝘴 seized her heart. The headband on her hair she tore off with her own immortal hands and threw a dark cloak over her shoulders. She sped off like a bird, soaring over land and sea, looking and looking. But no one was willing to tell her the truth.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠof her brood, scattered all across the globe, fending for themselves because they do better without her involvements. “You are rather very troubled, aren’t you?” Her smile is significant and true. “It must be difficult.” │ @godgrieve.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠᅠ𝑺he of the grains does not appear to be bothered, far from it, in actuality. Her eyes trace lands away in the golden horizon, quiet as the wind greets you—and her, who stood as though the world is timeless. “No,” she utters. “Be at ease. It is a wonderful place, after all.”

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍˖ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐀𝓢.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ @godgrieve]

@2DimensiMenfess Vast was the meadow he greeted, with scintillating colours bleed under the wrathful watch of the sun and as he undertook a closer tread into the centre, being embraced by the melancholy wind, it appeared that someone was here first. “I’m sorry I thought there was no one here.”

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠforgiveness you described her. “No one can save you but yourself, child. In this day and age, turn to no one but you.”
ᅠAlbeit pride and by extension, vanity, is the nature of a god, the lady goddess resonates more towards motherhood. She sees lost souls like you and thinks │

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠgods and nots, and ushers pleasure to it through strokes. She lines it near, to the entrance of her sacredness, and tips her head in demand. “Be quick about it.” │ @bl_tzkrleg.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠloathing the idea of pausing her search for something as trivial as 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. Goddesses like her have determination solid as prayers as their backbones; it would do you no good to refuse further.
ᅠAs such, she reaches for your tool; the thing that sires you countless of │

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@bl_tzkrleg ⌇ ﹒

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@rivenspirit @AMBR0SlA @ringingbyes ᅠᅠKamu mau saya kembalikan jadi tunas juga?

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@ringingbyes @AMBR0SlA @rivenspirit ᅠᅠJelas.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@rivenspirit @AMBR0SlA @ringingbyes

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠᅠYou look wasted, child. Perhaps enough festivities for today.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@GeminiaPollux ᅠᅠ“You are confident, child.” The goddess’ slender hand reaches for the crown of your head, to pat your pale tresses. “It’s a remarkable quality. I hope it remains even in the face of adversity.”

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠᅠ“It is nothing, child.” It is nothing, indeed. The coming of harvest is a natural consequence to the act of sowing; as long as mortals till their soil and they wronged her not, she would see those efforts remain fruitful.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@bloodbaptised @bl_tzkrleg ⌇ ﹒ Tidur bang. Tidak ada yang untuk dilihat.

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠᅠ“Have your respite then, child.” She angles her head towards the consumptions, ones befitting the status of their devourers. “Be not concerned about me.”

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

ᅠᅠ“How kind of you, ψυχή μου.” The lady goddess reaches out, her lips grazing the apple of your cheek—dusts it with part of her blessing, and most of her pulsing love. “I shall keep your offer in mind.”

[𝖐𝐚𝐭𝐣𝐚. @ringingbyes]

There is a hint of worry in your eyes, but you don’t press further. Instead, you smile. “It shall pass soon, I hope,” You don’t know whether goddesses would need help from the kinds like you or not, but it won’t hurt to offer … no? “Should you ever need me, I am here, Mama.”

[𝕯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹. @winterots]

@bl_tzkrleg ⌇ ﹒ Memang harusnya dibales tahun depan.