In the past, there was a story between a human and a god. The meeting and the events seem to come out of a fairytale. Seemingly scripted, a nice thing to tell the future generation. The cooperation between the lonely and the bored now makes a great bedtime story! After all it's just a myth....
Liz calmly steadied her breath, only having a single arrow left. A breath escaped her mouth as she took aim. Wind moving heavily around her. The constant nightmare are just a reminder. The silent whispers of the grass echoed in her ears as she finally lets go of the arrow....