𝓑𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭...

The goddess walked to the dining space connected to the kitchen, motioning for her to follow. "I have." She assured, retrieving silverware in her way out. It was rare for her to have company like this.

"It smells delicious." She then hummed as she passed the other, setting her meal on the table.

The goddess was humming a soft tune as she worked. The simplicity of a home-cooked meal could not be understated. Seared tilapia on a bed of rice, with vegetables to pair. The goddess made a plate for the other. Picturesque. Perfect.

— creation.

A pan heated on a stove, seasoning, rice...maybe one other vegetable. Seasoned generously. It was picturesque. Right out of a cookbook.

The goddess worked diligently. Hands following practiced motions. Yet, the library seemed to be in flux. Time shifted oddly around the goddess. Cabinets seemed to suddenly have things that weren't there before. It was to be expected, considering this was her domain. Outside of the sensibilities of —

The goddess hummed softly in reply, giving a small smile. "I hope you enjoy seafood." When was the last time she cooked for someone? A taste of home? No, just the blends she has enjoyed in her lifetimes. Tilapia. Now, what for sides...

"You're more than welcome to do as you would like. But I am the host, and I would like to be able to treat my guest. Unless...we make each other a meal for the other. A favorite dish, perhaps." The goddess paused by a freezer, glancing over her shoulder at the other. "It sounds like a fun game, no?"

"Of course not. If I wish to eat, I will cook. After all, I have the largest collection of cookbooks in creation." She chuckled. With a heavy thud, they were now surrounded by living space. Her 'home'. She began to walk towards the kitchen...

Stolen cause curious

It can be...invasive.

After all, she is a psychic creature. So, she ends up in peoples heads.

Which is why, sometimes, she likes to stretch her wings.

Spreading herself out a little. But it can be dangerous for some individuals if not unpleasant.

Imagine being shoved into a box that is the shape of you.

Now make that box a little smaller. You can still fit, but it's hard to breathe.

It's like that.

Her consciousness.

It's hard being crammed into the finite head of a body.

Such is life.

She needs a good preening session and some time to expand...

It is awfully quiet.

Perhaps she should take a nap.

The goddess nodded. "Lovely." She said simply. "Mind your footing." The Atrium of the library began to rotate, the shelving moving counter to it before seeming to slide out to the distance and away. A different space instead replaced it, surrounding the Atrium.

The goddess reached to take the book back. "Ah...yes, I almost forgot." She gently dusted its cover as a pedestal slid over to her side, to which she set it down. "...would you like to join me for lunch?"

"I had to...depressurize." A vague but accurate explanation. "My body was getting too claustrophobic for my consciousness. Still, its good to see you in good health, Yingzi." A soft smile offered as comfort.

Anura looked up from her desk, slowly standing. Nothing seemed physically wrong with the goddess, but she did seem tired. She stepped out from her workspace.

"You seem troubled..." Dry humor.

While beauty is subjective, Anura knows when something is beautiful.

And knows when to admire such beauty.

The Library is open again.

Where has she been for months?

Anura is looking quite respectfully.

"Don't date someone you feel you need to hide your stuffed animals from."

Name: Joia Anghel
Species: Liliac Shifter
Age: 20
Height: 5'1 [155cm]
Weight: 110lb
Sex: Female
Class: Collage of Whispers Bard

"It doesn't end happily ever after..."

//This isnt in character bruv, im just making a statement as the mun.

//Totally anyone who cares or even still pays attention to this account.

In the words of the great John Rzeznik

"I'm still here."

//Anyways its bed time.

Gotta get back to writing tomorrow maybe

//Actually, since I'm out of fucks to give.

Key. If you ever end up seeing this.

Grow the fuck up you insufferable, egotistical, spiteful dick. To hell with you and your associates for your unfathomable hypocrisy.

Grown ass adult stewing in abysmal dogshit because you think you're hot shit.