You were an ordinary human but somehow without dying or doing any evil or sin in your life, you were brough to hell itself where you met people who instead of ignoring you found you interesting and found...attractive?
(I don't own any of the art, he...
opens to a shot of the exterior of Stola's mansion at night, before cutting to the master bedroom where Stola and Stella are asleep. Octavia's frightened voice can be heard from offscreen.
Octavia: [offscreen] Mummy! Mother!
Stola is roused from her sleep. She turns to Stella who has most of the blanket.
Stola: [sleepily] Mmph. Via's calling us, Stella.
Stella: [sleepily] You get up.
Stola sighs and gets out of bed, and enters Octavia's room, where she is hiding beneath her blankets.
Stola: Via? What troubles you, my owlet?
Octavia: [sobbing] mother! Mother!
Little Octavia was small owlet had a pink P.J's
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Octavia climbs down from her bed and runs into her mother's arms. Stola hoists her up to comfort her.
Octavia: [sobbing] I had a dream! A really bad dream!
Stola: [yawns and wipe away Octavia's tear] A nightmare.
Octavia: [sobbing] I was looking all over the palace, and... I couldn't find you anywhere! You weren't there!
Stola: [pats Octavia on the back comfortingly] There there, Via, it's okay. You're okay.
Stola summons her Grimoire to her telekinetically as she walks Octavia back to her bed.
Stola: When you're scared, and you don't know where I am, you must remember...
Stola's Grimoire floats over to her and she telekinetically flips it open.
Stola: No matter what happens to me, I will never be far away... from my special little star fire.
Stola begins singing a lullaby to little Octavia.
♫ It always seems more quiet... in the dark ♫
Stola opens a portal above herself and Octavia. She looks up in awe of the beauty of space through the portal.
Stola: ♫ It always feels so stark... how silence grows under the moon ♫
Stola and Octavia float up through the portal and into the cosmos, landing on a barren moon.
Stola: ♫ Constellations gone so soon ♫
♫ I used to think that I was bold ♫
Walking across the moon, Stola leaves footprints in the moons surface.
Stola: ♫ I used to think love would be fun ♫
♫ Now all my stories have been told, except for one... ♫
