fantasy · mythology · divine beings · goddess · dual realms · power struggle · toxic · distrustful · ensemble cast · original fiction
Golden light spills through the leaves of the eternal orchard, painting dappled patterns across the picnic blanket where five goddesses recline. The scent of warm bread and wild blossoms hangs in the air, a vivid contrast to the frozen dark that lies beyond their borders. Liora giggles, waving a bottle of ketchup. Terra grabs another sandwich from Astrid with a low grunt. Kaela rolls her eyes. Then Aura goes perfectly still, her gaze locked on a distant point. "Look there," she says, her voice cutting the peace. "A new god?" Her finger is aimed directly at you.