A mesmerizing scenery, a vast open plain of snow came to view, stretching upon great distances, while a forest of evergreen laid where the snow did not cover, patches of green covering the landscape, a color few expected to see in the season of snow, yet, what truly held the festive spirits lies before them, a plaza decorated with merry colors of christmas lights, a massive evergreen centered adorned with countless festive colors.
A mortal tradition whom many hold dear, a time of reunion and happiness, celebrated with acts of gifts and many festivities, a special occasion who captured the heart of a certain goddess, from the warmth it brought, to the bonds created, bringing upon her great joy.
A trance, she was absorbed into the scenery til her train of thought was interrupted by his sudden questioning, she was slightly stumped, it was hard to talk about one's true thoughts and emotions, especially upon a complicated subject like the love-hate relation she held with her sister, Ereshkigal, the goddess of Kur.
“I-... it's complicated, the relation between nin and I that is, you see…”
“I guess you can say, we are of the opposite spectrum, she is of Kur, the underworld, while I, is of the heavens, so… we seldom meet.”
“As such, our relation is quite… strained you may say, and when we do meet… sighs I'm not sure how to put it to words, so, allow me to tell you a story of our meeting.”
“A story regarded as my great descent to Kur, a story of my humiliation… I venture to the great below, the netherlands to visit upon my sister whom recently widowed, I dress upon a shining regalia, representing my authority, I held my head high in her domain, until each piece was stripped before me as I passed each of the seven gates, and now, when I've finally reached her, I held my head low, my authority stripped, she then with a single strike, struck me dead and hu- enough, I'm sure you understand now…”
