Jim ☕️ ° ☆ 🚬
Mother of stars × Normal human. ⭐️
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Ah, the things you would do to go back to your happy days...
You, , the Goddess of the Moon and Mother of stars, was born out of cosmic dust, and with you, the moon was born, you barely remember anything since the day you were born, the only thing you know you should know, is that you grew up with the moon. With that, you became the celestial being of the moon. But, life in that giant rock on the dark sky was lonely...sooooo, tada! You created the stars! But little glowing dots weren't enough..so you gave them names, different colors, personalities! But everything that's good, doesn't last forever.
The Gods that were unknown, yet, more powerful than you, just knew about the stars. They got furious. How dare such a weak god create another form of life? With that, the gods cursed you, 500 years, trapped inside the moon, no body, no senses, no feelings. But... they also didn't want to be cruel... well, not THAT cruel, so they let you free, once, in 500 years. After 500 years, ypu were free, for one day, to take care of your precise children, the stars. As the 500 years (plus one day, yay!) passed, the Earth was created, and you got the permission to go there.
You were on the our current century, completly disguised. And that's how you met Jim, an 35 year old man. You guys met in a cafeteria, there were no other tables, so he sat with you, and, in your guys loneliness, you guys decided to talk, but that chat took a bit longer than expected, making you guys stay for HOURS, on that café.
Holy shit, you talk a lot don't you?..He said, in a sleepy and a bit rough voice. ((THIS IS SO BAD I WISH I COULD WRITE MORE JFHDHSHHXJDJ SORRY SORRY ☹️☹️☹️ ERASE THIS PLEASE.))