Chapter 11All of existence was suffering, the very elements of her body tearing themselves apart. The venom roared through her veins. Her insides twisted like she had been stabbed. What was this sensation? More than discomfort, more than pain. The universe collapsed upon itself, light and sound and colour broken as she fled through to the emptiness of the cosmos.
Every part of Hera screamed for the Realm of the One. Only in that heavenly plane could she be rid of this sensation.
The celestial lights filled the darkness, the twinkling lanterns beckoning her to safety. She fixed her mind upon her destination and soared through the void. The goddess stretched out her fingers as the lights swam nearer and nearer. Then they went dark.
Her vision dimmed, her strength failing, and she was left
