warm path
Illuminated sphere in the sky, more beautiful than can be persevered by the eye. You light up the clouds around you, as the shining stars surround you.
Artemis's soft gaze sends the wildflowers in a daze. The wind soft against her skin, her eyes wander the fields which are gorgeous and prim.
The smell of fallen rain, like the sweetest refrain. Symphonies playing sweet melodies, even the trees are swaying at the goddess's beauty and grace.
Lightning stretching the sky, the birds crow as a sort of reply. Electricity flowing through the air, I can't help but not care as I gravitate closer.
Unanchored by the glory, she sits down and tells them a story. One of gods and goddesses, feasts and wars, one of boats and lores, and all the beauty that was before.
peak apex
