Vance
For almost a week I've been praying to one of Zeus’ consorts, Mnemosyne, the Goddess of memory. I’ve been begging her to come before me so that I may ask a favor of her. I need to dig down into Ember's mind in order to find her fear. I need to find her weakness, and I need to do it sooner rather than later. I'm running out of time. Normally, Mnemosyne only uses her river of memories to help reincarnated souls, however, I'm hoping that I can convince her to agree to help me.
As the day passes, I can't help but wonder if my prayers are falling on deaf ears. That is until I finally meet the celestial being. As I stand at her altar praying, she finally shows herself. Her long brown hair is down, no sign of the typical goddess head dressings. She wears a pale green toga draped across on
