Chapter 11. The Goddess of Nature

Amber had never known what a mother’s love felt like, but she could bet on her left eye that the solace she felt in the Goddess’s presence must be the same as the one felt in a mother’s embrace.

Her entire life had been a void, an endless stretch of pain and isolation, and yet now, standing before the Goddess, Amber felt something warm stir within her chest.

Amber had spent her early years in agony.

Back then, she had always thought, what was wrong with her? Why couldn’t her parents want her? What had she done to her own mother that she had hated Amber so fiercely? A hate so strong that it had forced her mother to throw Amber on the poisonous snow for an agonizing death?

It was the first thing Amber had ever asked from the Goddess... her true identity, the truth about the woman who had held her as a baby. Amber still remembered the trembling voice of the Goddess when she had revealed that this woman from her memory was indeed her mother and that she was holdi