The goddess of time

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(Everything up there she wear everything but the necklace,the scythe and the cloak all she has is the shirt the pants and the boots )

Imagine a lake full of beautiful fish, frogs, tadpoles ,and other water creatures. Imagine that lake surrounded by millions of different types of trees. In the middle of this lake is a island with a cherry blossom tree and a weeping willow and in between those two trees is a small shrine with a small natural rock water fountain. A place were the beautiful songs of birds are often heard, and at night the moon shines off the clean crystal water. 

This place is the home of the goddess of time   , Airi. Who am I well I'm Airi. I sit on a bench in the shade of the willow tree as cherry blossom petals fall around me. Dressed in all black I stick out like a sore thumb. The wind blows my brown hair a bit bringing with it the sweet smell of flowers. I look over to the shore to see a mans and a women. They both place a boat in the water and put some coins and a piece of paper in the boat before the push it towards my little home. When it washes up on my island I walk over to it and pick it up. Inside there are three coins.

"15 yen, they wish for a child" 5 yen for payment, 5 yen to represent the mother 5 yen to represent a child. I pull out the note to read it.

" Airi ,Goddess of time we wish to bare a child." It reads. I smile and walk over to the natural fountain and dip to of the coins inside. They begin to glow blue. I pick them up and loops a string through the hole in the middle making two necklaces. I place them in the boat and push it back to the couple. I place the other coin inside a box as my payment though I'd do it for free I need money.

I look up to see the couple. the man ties the necklace around the woman's neck, and the other around his own.

"May your child live a happy and healthy life." I whisper granting her wish and with that the wind blows again and the couple set off home. I smile watching them . In nine months time I will be there to see her hold her baby for the first time, which is the best part of the job, the most beautiful.

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