Novel & Cerita Goddess Of The Stars

The first god Mayari approached did not hear her arrive. That was courtesy. That was a strategy. That was also fear, veiled as restraint. Tala, the goddess of the stars and Mayari’s sister, kept her vigil in a chamber that did not belong to any human geography. A floor of black glass held a basin of suspended constellations, each star pinned in place by a law older than language. She stood over it with her hands submerged to the wrists, fingers moving through the heavens like a woman sifting through ashes for something she once buried.

“Showing off and appearing exotic is presumably why you have such an intricate design across your skin?” “What?! No! This is a symbol of Yhieris!” “Yhieris?” The man tilted his head slightly to the side in confusion. “Yhieris, my goddess. She’s the goddess of the Moon and Stars.” And Daiyans, he thought to himself but wasn’t about to add that bit out loud.

Marcus droned on. “Where do the werewolves come in?” Xena asked impatiently. “And what was the name of the Goddess?” I asked. “During the golden age, she was known as Angrboda.” Marcus answered. “But in the modern times such as ours we call her Selene. She took the God of Dreams as her lover and consort.” “So, the black cloud swirling around her is the God of Dreams?” I asked as I peered closer to the picture. “Yes, he is our celestial Father,” Marcus nodded.

Marienne took a seat beside Visenya, her eyes gleaming with the knowledge she had been eagerly waiting to share with her, as she began to unveil a tale of forbidden love. "Long ago, in a world much like ours, the Moon Goddess, Astraea, reigned over the night sky with her gentle glow. Ethereal and radiant, her divinity and beauty captivated all who beheld her, adoring her for all that she encompassed. Yet, deep within her heart, she yearned for something more." Visenya leaned closer, her curiosity piqued, as Marienne continued the story.

I sat on the ground to study the worn-off engravement. Just like her crown, her wrists were stars floating around her hands, but these looked like they had strings attached to something; how far did they go? Her neck was covered in a thick necklace that seemed to hold a galaxy in the pendant, just like the globe in her hands; the colours were washed off, and the whole thing looked dead. Although I found it warm and beautiful. Who is she? "Lunaria, beginning of all things including herself. Goddess of love and all there is," a deep voice said behind me. My body shuddered in chills, not the chills that felt warm and impressed but freaked out.

It began before the creation of our world. In the celestial heaven where the Gods and Goddesses lived there was a garden of multi coloured lights where stars were grown and glitter dust floated carelessly to coat everything it touched with its soft luminescence. The Goddess Vsala, wife to Faynon, often came to her garden to avoid the constant bickering of her kin. Sibling argued with sibling and parent fought with child. She picked out a star from her garden and raised it aloft, watching it rise from her hands to take its place among its brethren. Vsala gave a soft sigh and glanced about her garden to see something that had been underneath her newly risen star. Carefully, she dug deeply

she denied to follow her father and brother orders and left for earth surface however her father Uranus and brother Helios were outraged with her disrespect and in anger her brother Helios used his power and burned warlord Mosco with tree on which he was sitting and waiting for goddess Cynthia arrival…. When goddess Cynthia came to know about death of her lover she fell into utter darkness… from that day for 7 night there was utter darkness on earth with no moon in sky…. this situation had aroused lots of evil and hideous creatures around us to rule in darkness…. this creatures started hunting humans and creating chaos…. in just seven night humanity were very badly affected in meantime godde

I add. “I saw that in the album,” she says, sounding weary. How can I make her happy? I draw in a deep breath and stare at the vacant, starless sky through the loose window. This time when I smile to myself, I’m fully mindful of why. “You wanna hear a story?” I ask the quiet girl resting her head on my shoulder. “Yes,” she replies. Gleaming, as a specific memory overruns my mind, I think Mad should hear this. “Venus glowed with a steady, silvery light, radiating pure beauty. She is the goddess of love. Her two primary divine lovers were her husband, Vulcan, and Mars, also known as Ares. Their love was forbidden.”

"What star were you born under, girl? That's awesome freaking luck." I blinked. "Draco. Specifically Triplex Rising. What star were you born under?" All three of my men inhaled sharply as Drace laughed softly. "I think Drace was being humorous, Hollyn," Ari said. "But it would make sense that all four of you were born under Triplex Rising." I looked at my grandmother. "How do you know what star they were born under?" Ari laughed. "Because I'm the goddess of the night sky. Stars are my domain."

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.