Nyx, the Goddess of the Night - (2)

"Oh my, isn't it uncomfortable to bow your head like that?"

At the soft voice, I slowly lifted my head to meet the gaze of the goddess before me. She, like me, had pitch-black hair, dark eyes, and black wings reminiscent of the god Thanatos.

The goddess, clad in flawlessly beautiful black robes, exuded a beauty that seemed almost artificial, as if asserting, "This is what beauty looks like." It was as though something not truly alive was claiming the essence of living beauty.

Swish-

"Yes, you may raise your head. …