10-10-2013, 04:43 AM
Aria sighed. It was a doomsday prophecy and the Atharim were at the heart of it. Aria disliked prophecy, it meant lack of free will, which was supposed to be given to all men and women from God himself. It is how Adam and Eve betrayed him by eating the apple of knowledge. But the Regus spoke of reborn gods. They weren't gods, they are men who make choices, Aria was sure of that, there is only one God.
At the wave of a hand it was over.
Aria left the study and wondered what next. Where to go? She had no home as of yet. It couldn't be overly hard to find one. She hoped. But Aria was too tired, her had swam with the emotions of the paper. She needed to be away from it, but instead, she curled up on a lounge chair in the library and slept more. It could be a while before she had this much peace and quiet.
At the wave of a hand it was over.
Aria left the study and wondered what next. Where to go? She had no home as of yet. It couldn't be overly hard to find one. She hoped. But Aria was too tired, her had swam with the emotions of the paper. She needed to be away from it, but instead, she curled up on a lounge chair in the library and slept more. It could be a while before she had this much peace and quiet.