The Heavens Abuzz

Asherah was currently lying underneath the tree of life in a relatively defenseless position. 

Though she didn't require rest anymore, she did like to close her eyes from time to time and just exist without being burdened with enormous responsibility. 

But she had to admit... this experience would have been even better if she was alone.

"Mother... they are doing it again."

*Sigh*

Asherah sat up underneath the tree; her veil removed from her beautiful face. 

Once upright, she could see five of her children crowded around two of their siblings. 

Michael and Uriel were both lying on their stomachs; their cheeks in the grass and heads in the clouds. 

With the reconstructed timeline, each of them only had one eye missing instead of the original two, but their brains had still been sufficiently fried. 

On more than one occasion, the two of them would absentmindedly rub their scars and make drunken, delirious comments.