Swan was still crying in a marble pavilion, surrounded by rows of beautiful and fragrant fall flowers that seemed to have no end. Yet, even this marvelous view couldn't stop her from weeping for one second.
"My dearest daughter, you have been crying for weeks in Earth realm's time. Are you not tired?" Asmara, Goddess of the Sun, walked towards the pavilion. She wore a gown similar to her sister, the Moon Goddess, but it was gold in color instead.
Her face was covered with light, so nobody could see it, not even her daughter.
Swan tried to suppress her cry until it was nothing but muffled sobs.
"My apologies, Mom. I was just… sad…"
"Because of your husband?"
…
Swan nodded.