Marzanna's Point of ViewNights were the hardest for me. Reminders of Gerovit sat heavily on my mind at night. Off in the distance, my wolves howled their songs to the moon. Sang sweetly to their young and loved ones. I envied them. One partner for the rest of their lives. Raising their children together.Dying together.Even though neither I, nor Gerovit, had passed away, it felt like it. Stifled me late at night when I lay in bed alone. The sheets beside me cold and my memories a trap that I couldn't escape.Thus, I was out and about in the temple, as usual. Nights had become my alone time. Time to walk about. Reflect. Mourn...Mostly mourned lately.With Ixion being gone so often, I was more alone than ever before. My mind was cast into idle with his constant ministrations to keep me occupied. Now that I had no other god or goddess to keep my mind occupied, it wandered to the life I had before this.To the city we lived in. Each faction. How all of us worked together to create pe
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