When It Rains

When it first rained on Ara, it was when I announced the news to Sonia when she had first woken up. I didn't know what to do, I was so used to this happening- is it cruel to grow numb? Is it cruel- to see it as something ordinary? It was crueler if she didn't know. But I... have to admit, something churned in me when I learned of the accident. I don't understand what it is, it may be grief. I don't understand. I wish I understood. I wish I were more like Sonia. More understanding, emotional.

When Sonia cried, she shook in such a way that you thought that she were laughing. For a few moments I just stood and watched, what was I supposed to do. When she sobbed, her stone bed welled with her locks- tears spilled over like tipped teacups, and chipping features. Only then did I... mayhaps it was a daze, but I just remember pulling her close and holding her. 

When gods die, it's grave, it isn't supposed to happen-- the goddess of life was a cruel example of such. We gods last for eons, we watch planets form and lifeforms crumble, exploding nebulae and the birth of stars.

I never was able to create anything before, but losing a child. I have to admit, it hurt.

She fell back asleep, I laid her back down and was left alone in her greenhouse. Her grip on me loosened, that's how I had known, in her moments of consciousness she tends to drift that way and- wake in a spontaneous patter. She never leaves, sometimes I can wake her up but it's better to have her rest, she needs to. She needs to get better. I only wish there were more I could do. I remember, slinking down to the floor and resting my back against the base of her repository. It was overgrown with ivy and vines, tch- the whole greenhouse was... I was gone for too long, wasn't I. For being the god of time, I only have so much on my hands. I need to clean her garden.

I wish that I asked Sonia more questions, sooner at least. I remember how wet my shirt was with her tears, or was it mine? I couldn't tell. All I recall was being left alone once again. 

I should commission the toymaker... she's chipping too much.

I should... I...

When it first rained on Ara, Eden was very confused. I was too. We both were, for different reasons.