"The Goddess is unhappy with us." "No! She is unhappy with them!" The thick white clouds invaded the small room. Chants of obscence nature slipped between the window halves. They were angry and needed to be appeased. He knew what they wanted from them. It was something so precious he wouldn't let it go. Looking at the boy in his arms who coughed from smoke inhalation, his heart calmed. 'I am ready... No, we are ready!' . Effervescence (/ˌɛfəˈvɛs(ə)ns/) ~ Vivacity and Enthusiasm.