#Chapter232

The goddess of life (2)

Third person

She whispers the name of mate as pain becomes too much for her to bear and in a silver flash, appears a man, wrapping his arm around her defeated shoulders, holding her tall. And with a swing of his arm, he dismisses the darkness floating the land, as if it was nothing but a heavy mist.

He stands dressed in white and like the goddess, he too holds the brilliance of heaven, the halo in his silver hair, and supremacy on his silver eyes. But those silver orbs remain on the girl, searching for the light, the innocence she once radiated with....