3rd P.O.V
As the sun shined down on the world, the small goddess formed a small cloud full of water to rain over her frog friends. It was a hot summer day, and she wanted to help her small, tiny friends cool off.
She had the whole day planned to spend time with them. Because she was the goddess of rain and clouds, she didn't have to do anything until it got to hot, or Summer came to an end.
As hours past, the sun slowly began to set, and so she went inside. Her house was a small cottage, vines running down the sides, a tree sprouting from the middle, moss growing inside and outside, and lanterns hanging from the door and in near by trees. The inside had pillows on the floor, a closed off area for the kitchen, a mossed cobble stone stair case leading to her bedroom, which looked like the rest of the house.
Some assumed a fairy lived here, while others thought it was abandoned. No one near it. The goddess didn't mind, she enjoyed the company of her frogs more than those of strangers.
Little did she know, nearby, another being lerked. After being shot on accident by an arrow, he was looking for a place to heal. His golden blood slowly dripped down his side, the arrow cutting further into his grayish skin.
As he continued walking he heard frogs croak, and lights appear. He headed in that direction, only to see a small cottage. He went up to the door and slowly knocked, seeing if the owner is home. The small goddess went quickly and popped her head out only to face the wounded god.
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Rain Showers
RandomIn a world where gods and goddesses rome the Earth, a small goddess who's only friends are the frogs in the pond by her house, is in for a surprise when a cold god comes into her life and leaves blood on her floor.
