Hi guys! So... this is kind of like an author's note, but I found a way to do it without breaking any contract rules! So, first, I just want to say "Thank you!" to cruiz-martinez for being legit the first person EVER to follow and/or favorite one of my stories. Along with addalittlesmoke, for being the first legit review, I want to dedicate my next chapter to them, so thanks for reviewing, favoriting, and following this story, both of you!
As an extra, I needed an OC anyways, to play a small part in Chapter 4 (technically Chapter 3, but whatever) and I was thinking that if you wanted to, you could PM me with a female OC name? I would appreciate a small list, thanks! Just a way for you to get an OC into my not-very-good-yet story, if you wanted to.
Also, if someone can get me a list of minor gods/goddess, but like the really minor ones, it would be greatly appreciated.
I'm done with my ramblings now, so please enjoy my filler chapter of a sort, which might not make any sense until the next chapter, as I just realized... (nervous laugh). Okay, NOW I'm done, thanks for letting me know that someone actually likes this right now! Enjoy!
The years would pass slowly, but quickly. Or were they truly years? She wondered often. Alas, no matter how much time passed, slowly or quickly, her daughter was no less deluded. She really thought that she could trust them? No, Nyx could not be trusted. Never, despite what her daughter said. Never again. It was best that Harmonia learned that sooner than later. Nyx and her children could not be trusted. Not when it came to love…
Crystal clear tears slid down pale moon-lit cheeks, dripping onto the shaking hands below. A curtain of charcoal-black hair hid most of her face, but the sad glimmer of tear-filled eyes could barely be seen through the black ropes of night. Clutched in the pale hands was a picture. A girl with golden sun rays for hair and sparkling blue eyes stood smiling at the girl next to her. The second girl was pale skinned with hair of blackest night covering half of her face as she blushed in embarrassment, though her misty blue eyes sparkled with laughter. She clutched the picture to her chest as she curled into a ball. Hours later, she woke up with a start, crying out, before relaxing. It's fine. You're fine. It's all different now, you don't need to hide. But as she stared out at the slowly rising sun, as much as she tried to fight the thoughts, she couldn't help but wonder if she was even being completely honest with herself.
Maybe she didn't need to hide. Maybe she didn't. But now? Now she has to hide even more.