---Althea---
After dinner, since the rain had stopped, I walk around the garden that has posts of lights. I feel no evil shadows around. I fix the soil and the plants just to get my mind clear for being preoccupied. But I can't help but feel worried about lots of things.
"Don't you like the gift that Soul gave to you?" I felt his powerful presence behind me. I turned to him. And he sat down on the fountain. A God that was surrounded by clouds and holding a thunderbolt. "The breeze seemed nice here."
"Was he the gift you are saying, my God?" I keep doing what I am doing. "No man would love a shattered woman." I turn back to him.
"If it is love, no man would turn back from it."
"There are lots of women, better than me. More beautiful than I am. And more alluring. He doesn't deserve someone like me." Feeling insecure was one of my worst enemies.
