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|| A Goddess's Plea
Hoseok's
That night, the world was once again a symphony of chaos. The air, thick with the scent of blood and sweat, buzzed with the energy of a thousand desperate hearts. The ground, once verdant and alive, was now stained crimson, a proof to the brutal fight raging across the border.
My heart, a frantic drummer in my chest, hammered out a rhythm of fear and urgency. I had been the first to reach the border, the first to witness the devastation, but it wasn’t the fallen warriors or the blood-soaked ground that stole my breath away.
It was her.
Venus, the goddess of love and beauty, stood at the edge of the border, her ethereal form shimmering like moonlight on water. But the vibrancy that usually radiated from her, the divine glow that made her seem almost otherworldly, was dimmed, replaced by a heartbreaking exhaustion.
Her hair that was normally cascading in perfect waves, now seemed to be tangled and matted with sweat, her skin, once smooth and luminous, now turned pale and drawn. Her shinning emerald eyes, usually pools of molten green, held a weariness that mirrored the despair of the battlefield.
My breath hitched in my throat, a sharp, ragged gasp that echoed the chaos around me.
The sight of her, the goddess Venus, was both awe-inspiring and heartbreaking. I had only ever seen her in whispers and rumors, in the ancient scrolls of the pack elders, tales passed down through generations, each word imbued with reverence and awe.
They spoke of her ethereal beauty, her divine power, the radiant light that emanated from her mere presence. Even those stories, carefully crafted with the reverence due to a goddess, couldn't capture her essence. She was... breathtaking.
But now, she stood before me, a stark contrast to the vivid descriptions in the scrolls. Her form, usually radiant and shimmering, seemed fragile, almost transparent.
The sight of her, so vulnerable, so far removed from the radiant goddess of the legends, ignited a primal instinct within me, a fierce need to protect her. It was an instinct that transcended my fear, my awe, my very being.
It was a force that compelled me forward, urging me to shield her from the encroaching darkness. My legs trembled beneath me, my heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs, but I couldn't stop. I had to reach her, to offer her whatever protection I could.
"Goddess?" I croaked, my voice a barely audible whisper, a single note lost in the cacophony of the battlefield. It was a desperate plea, a desperate attempt to connect with her, to offer her some semblance of comfort in the midst of this chaos.
Her gaze, like a gem of light, landed on me. I felt the weight of her divine presence, a wave of power that threatened to consume me. But I pressed forward, driven by a force beyond my control, a sense of duty that transcended my fear.
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