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First was Caelis, God of Aether, invisible to the naked eye. The empty space nobody thought about.
Bulder, God of Ground, sculpted the sphere with one belted bellow, building a sturdy globe that did not spin.
The Goddess of Water came next. Rayne fell upon the ground in a billion yearning teardrops of unrequited love, puddling in Bulder’s dips, filling his gorges with her gushing affections.
Her mournful song was so unlike that of her sister, Clode—Goddess of Air—who hinged on the precipice of immeasurable madness.
Ignos was a glutton for Clode. The God of Fire feasted on her. Consumed her.
Loved her so much he could not breathe without her.
Until one aurora rise, for the first time in more than five million phases . . . Another moon fell.
She’s growing on me. I hate when folk grow on me.
lol she's just like me fr
The harder you care, the more fragile everything seems. Easier to just . . . Not.
Clode’s such a crazy, spiteful bitch. I love her.
The organ in my chest
bitch your heart ??
Nothing better than a hot meal and a good show to get me in the mood for eating pussy and spilling blood.
bruh.
