Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 9 The Goddess

“Great mothers are benevolent beings with irreplaceable supreme love.“– Wayne Chirisa

Halima

Silence. The complete absence of sound.

A world full of silence was a world worth living in. There was no pain, no sorrow, and no tears. Just me, alone, in a void of complete darkness. Death had always been something to fear, instilled in the minds of man and beast since the beginning of time. But really, the world of life should be feared. The mortal realm was full of gloom, and if you’re lucky enough, you could beat it.

I did.

The world full of misery and corruption was behind me, for I no longer existed. I died and was never coming back. It was a joyous occasion, for I broke the shackles that chained me to earth, releasing my soul to where it needed to go. I loved it. It’s a feeling I didn’t want to escape from.

“Halima…”

What was that? The voice of an angel at the gates of heaven?

“Halima, my sacred child…”

The feminine voice was unfamiliar, yet it gave me a deep sense of comfort. It held no evil, no malice, only love, and care. If all the angels‘ voices were like this, then I had made the right decision to abandon the mortal realm.

“Halima, my sacred child. Please, open your eyes.”

It wasn’t an authoritative order, but a gentle command. How could I open my eyes if I didn’t have a body? The void split open, revealing a land of white light, rivaling the golden light of the sun. Shining with magnificence, it was unlike any light I’d ever seen. Not long, the void of light bathed me at all sides. My feet, somehow there, wiggled above the airy ground. It was a sign that I had a body. Bending down, I saw my near–tangible body was like the shell I left behind, yet it was more translucent. I could see through my flesh, but I didn’t have any bones. I also noticed that I was wearing a knee–high white dress with thickened straps.

am I?” I whispered to the cool

corner of the realm, dancing, and twirling merrily like

silk, the strands dancing in the gentle breeze blowing around us. Her celestial gray eyes stared me down, full of love and adoration. They were like two full moons, reigning beauty, and femininity over Earth. She had to be more than a foot taller than me, as expected from someone of her status. The woman’s ivory skin stood out in the silver dress she wore, adorned with clear–cut diamonds and sapphires. Her cupid–bow lips widened to that of a smile as she stepped

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woman

“Moon Goddess?”

call me Selene.” She chuckled, moving her Handcup my cheek. “Oh, my dear. You have suffered greatly.

dam inside me. Thecontortaand warmth of Selene were what I desperately needed on Earth. I needed someone to look intoycevesitosee my pain. To recognize how clos was to crumbling. I needed someone to hold

someone to

my head on her stomach, I cried my hearttontt cartsch echoing the amount of tortu I’d been through, and each bruise inflicted on my body.

ran through

an eternity. When I was sure I couldn’ttery anymore, pulled away from iter arms, looking up

tears with her thumb. “You’re in my readin, myyedhilld. The Realm the Micon Goddess. My children pass through here before I give them the

wasn’t exactly how imagine the path t heaventoling,thuth wasn’t complaining. To see the legendary goddess was rewarding

titerssmille turned into a sad frown. “You sank to the bottom of the river, lost inediationess. Your body sufforce damage from the fall, but the water took your life.

the torlarmexpression Selene’s

were alive, but you diilinut deserve their treatment. You did not deserve to be branded and cast out. Youare innocent, always have beem, and always would be. Such a fool that

Neron. Another thought entered my mind, something I always wanted to ask if I ever gott

sadness ancoragain. Regret swam in her eyes as she soaked in what I had just asked. It looked as if she wanted toery that was wilding

I’ve sought

Goddess comill interfere with for

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My job would never end! While it is my duty to watch over my pups, I also must allow you all to make your own decisions. To make mistakes and learn from them. To see the errors in your ways and, with great hope, allow that to push you on the correct path. Unfortunately, not many of my children are lucky enough to have this level of wisdom and continue to do wrong to their

help, but it never came. Even when that guard did the unspeakable, I prayed for