Each one took a seed, they looked at it askance but none dared to look at it.
One approached, he was small, like an infant but his skin was wrinkled and purple. I speak to him in a strange language.
Daría looked at him smiling.
-You make them curious. They had never seen an Olympian, and they thought they never would. Come - he stretched out his hand and the god took it, haloed him to sit next to her.
The god froze while the creatures watched him, after a moment they began to approach and then touch him.
-Most are still babies, the older ones have not wanted to approach.
Ares looked at the forest, he still didn't see anything. One of the beings began to raise his armor said something in the strange language and the others gave exclamations of surprise.
Daría laughed out loud.
-What
