Welcome to Stories from Among the Stars.

You're listening to Fate of the Fallen by Kelkade.

Chapter 23

Myropo wouldn't know who was summoning her until she arrived.

Most of the time, the God's calls felt the same to her.

It had been easy when the only one who concerned himself with her was trustily,

but now others expected things of her.

When she crossed the veil, she found herself standing in a puddle of water,

drops dripped on to her head and face, and she realized it was raining.

She had never seen it rain in Celestria.

She turned, looking in every direction, but she saw only the drab gray of rain

and wet stone. The tug at her core told her where to go. She followed it to the mouth of a cave.

It was so narrow that she couldn't imagine one of the giant gods fitting through. Still, she had to follow the call.

The passage was dark, and she was forced to feel her way along the walls. She finally reached

the end of the passage where it opened into a massive chamber. The walls and ceiling glowed

with tiny blue specks, but the brightest light was in the center. There, standing

on a rounded stalagmite, was a tiny person who stood no taller than half the height of Myropa's

shin. The person had a golden glow about her entire body that illuminated the cavern for a dozen

yards in every direction. As Myropa neared, she realized the cavern for a dozen yards in every direction.

As Myropa neared, she realized the tiny person was Aryolin.

The goddess's attention was on the beetles sitting in front of her.

To Myropa, the beetle wasn't worth notice, but to Aryolan, it was about the size of a large dog.

...