"Who's bones are they"? I ask.
"Best not to know child" she giggles.
"I can tell you they are the knuckles of a beast that doesn't exist anymore".
She says while rolling her fingers over the blue, green, and red bones lovingly.
They look like dice from an overly convoluted board game.
"Tell me, my lord, En".
"What is it you seek"? she asks me with a wistful tone.
'Freedom' I think.
"Wealth" I reply with no hesitation.
Taking three bones out she begins to roll them in her hand.
"I pray to the gods above and below that you have you're great wealth," she says, lightly letting the bones fall to the table.
I feel a chill but no wind.
When the bones land, they roll cross the table and come in front of me, making a clattering noise along the way.
They don't stop their movement and move back across the table, stopping in front of Gaia.
