Word of the Day: 天罰

She walked down the street towards the chaos, there was some sort of boycotting or protesting of some sort. I was to be the observer of her fate.

This was a pivotal moment in this human's timeline, though my etymology does not dictate time like Khronos or Kairos. I am allowed to observe.

She was scared of the crowd and what that meant. The pulls of Anubis brought her attention to her peripheral.

He is not of your concern.

A man from a nearby alley disappeared. The space between fear and her medication of her purse. She chose to walk away into the other direction. If I am to guide her, is it punishment to ask?

Did you take your medicine?

What is the cost of your voice? A life? A day? What is it to me, the immortal spirit, what can we take away from the incidents of this place. Her choice not to take the medication meant she'd be at the mercy of all these strings. The overlapping destinies of all these people in the area, yet this woman holds the most dread. Like the pin from the grenade.

What is this for?

As she slowly passes out as if possessed by the god of sleep. Oneiroi, you dare to guide my hand in this dance? Am I to be your partner here for the crescendo?

I can't see what you're doing, but it can't be good. Better to have her slowly dissolve than lead a life of pain.

A hand reached out over the cobble stones on the ground. The noises and people crowded around her. Will anyone notice her?