Spiraling down from the sky, I waited on land with outstretched arms. She landed celestially with the grace and elegance of a hardened dancer.

As I carried her close in My arms, she noticed My own scorched wings, and interrogated Me.

I looked into her eyes, smiled, and whispered in her left ear, "I'm going to fuck the hubris out of your marrow." This silenced her, as she knew that I was her holy terror.

We walked toward our little cottage where she would accept the moon's mandate.