Ella
There are tears in my eyes as I come out of the memory, the heady drug still swirling through my senses. I forget that I’m not alone in the room, trying to wrap my brain around the conversation I just recalled. My mind feels as though it might splinter with the weight of so many astounding revelations. I met the Goddess, and though I’d been too young to understand the things she explained to me, to realize that I was the child in the story, I’m certainly old enough now. I have a family. I think dazedly, the Goddess’s own power runs through my veins.
When the heavy silence breaks, I remember I have an audience. “Holy shit.” Gabriel utters in amazement.
“Did that… was that…” Roger stammers, looking around at the other men.
“I can’t believe it.” Henry concludes, looking sole
