Giving Birth – Part Two

Amalthea emerged from the sea in a fire sphere. Her father and her path partner were carried by waves on either of her sides. The second the fire sphere touched the air, Amalthea’s wind surrounded her from all sides.

Amalthea smiled, “I missed you too,” she said.

“What a peculiar fellow,” the fire essence said.

Amalthea knew what the fire king was talking about. She just did not agree with how immortals viewed her relationship with her air medium. It was true that she had never laid eyes on him, but that was just one of his charms. He had been loyal to her since the day she was born into this world, and she would not have it any other way.

Once the wind from around them calmed down. Amalthea focused on the view that was in front of her. The Island was in one word, unrecognizable.

The place that smelled of death and gave ominous vibes was thriving with the light that covered it from all around. But the source of the light was from within the island. There was a sense of undeniable harm