Prologue
This is an ancient story written long before us.
It is a tale full of Gods and monsters,
divine wars and ghosts,
a tangled mess made
by the divine and the mortal,
mothers and daughters,
the sacred and the courageous,
wounds both healed and unhealed
and the grief that grows
in the absence of love.
There is joy and friendship too,
homegrown and pieced together
by careful, gentle fingers.
At the heart of this story
is a girl looking for answers.
At the soul of this story
is the divine Goddess within us all.
The Day I Was Born
The universe was on fire.
And the reason for this burning
was a family at war with itself.
They called it the Titanomachy.
The war between the old Gods
and the brand new.
Brother against brother,
sisters torn apart,
fathers fighting their children.
And what place does an infant
have among such bloodshed,
