“How the hells did we end up here? I mean, I’m not complaining,” complained the chosen hero. “But I’m really not cut out for babysitting.”
“Oh lighten up,” xir partner laughed, cooing at the infant deity in hir arms. “Isn’t this supposed to be the next avatar of your goddex, anyway?”
What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.