Hello Fireflies! I've started writing a story based on mythology and modern science. I hope you like it!

I Mist? Freyja had called Livora to meet her. Livora was on her way to the ring Olympus (where the gods come to meet the mortals on Earth). The ring of Olympus was a magnificent work of art. It was a crescent silver coloured moon in a fairy garden a peaceful yet intriguing As Livora was on her way to the ring, she gulped and clutched on to her leather bag pack which her father, Chase Greyson had gifted her on her 15 th birthday. It was as if her backpack was getting heavier by each step she took with great difficulty. Questions raced her mind “Did mum find out?” “How could she?” Livora’s thoughts kept circling back to the unsettling meeting with a deceit—a meeting that could change everything. Livora finally reached the ring where her mum, Freyja the goddess of love, beauty and war was waiting for her. Freyja stood in ethereal beauty. Her blue eyes beamed love and warmth she had inside her heart for her daughter. Her beautiful golden locks brushed on h...