3 decades later...
Villages were built, farms were made all was Good and peaceful. Stacia and her one sister Ceres were living along side with mankind while Mitra was in the heavens shinning her light down on the world that they made.
Every year the villagers would come together to a very important festival. This festival happens once a year, it is to give gifts to Stacia and give gratitude to her for providing life.
Ceres and Mitra had their own festivals through out the year but this one was far more important.
People were lining up in front of the temple (where they would give Gifts to Stacia). The villagers were giving all sorts of gifts to their lovely Goddess Stacia
It was late in the afternoon and Mitra was still in the sky shinning, Stacia asked Ceres to go hide Mitra so that it would be evening.
As the lines were getting shorter, Stacia was getting impatient for she has been sitting on her thrown in the temple smile at each person giving her gifts and also hearing them giving their gratitude to her for the pass 10 hours. She was getting real tired of it, all she wanted to do was to go to the festival in the centre of the village but she had to finish up before she could go.
....
"Hey Stacia wake up, I know you are bored but you shouldn't fall asleep at a time like this." Ceres whispered into Stacia's ear. "at least just stay awake for the last villager, then you can go to the festival."
As the last villager came in to give his gifts, Stacia heart skipped a beat, Ceres looked towards Stacia and so her blushing like a mad person.
Ceres deep at thought: "No way she cant possibly be in love with this young man? No wait is that the person she keeps on talking about to me a Mitra"
Ceres quickly asked Stacia softly into Stacia's ear if that was the man,
Stacia nodded.
"NAAANIIII !" Ceres shouted...