บท 449: In Search of a Friend

Colours… simple things that are perceived by the eyes. A by-product of creation that turned out so fascinating. The gods surely had no reason to find meaning in colours and yet they did.

Blue… Aqua… Azure… The colour of the sky… the rarest colour of the moon.

This was the one. The colour she chose to create her beautiful lotuses. The same colour that rarely graced her beautiful palace.

The goddess cherished the time when her palace glowed a bright blue. It was a beautiful colour and that came with it a feeling of peace like no other.

Every time she set her eyes on her lotuses, she would finally be calm.

The earth and heavens had nothing to ask from her. The screaming voices of her vanquished titan brethren would cease their incessant cries in the back of her mind.