Give Him to Me

Nature never overlooked ugliness or cruelty.

On the contrary, many times it deliberately celebrated them. Nymphs believed opposites existed to highlight each other, so no nymph had ever failed to find good things about the worst situations they were forced to be in, Amalthea was not about to change that any time soon.

'The best thing about leaving me hanging on a cross under the sun is that I will get to harvest today.'

She was left with her pair alone after he had dismissed his men in black, her inner energy's constant celebration near her pair was at its dullest, her eyes that were so hungry for him sought the comfort of the earth again, and she felt the water's wish to wash her sacred body in this human form, and she patiently continued to hear the soft sobs of the winter wind, her most loyal companion that had followed her here to hell all the way from Paradise.

"You should have stayed in Paradise, my old friend."

The president looked at his nymph sideways, he was forming new theo