Eden was silent, but that smile again was on her face.
Eden stood on top of the tavern overlooking the immortal city of the Grey God.
She, Eden, the Original Human, would be the one who saved the human realm by killing the Gatekeeper, the God who maintained the bridges between worlds.
No, Eden, what happens next?
Eden studied him then faced the dome marking the Grey God's palace.
No sense of humor, Eden said to herself.
Eden dropped to her knees and closed her eyes.
Eden sensed she would only get one warning from any of the immortals who now wanted her Xander dead.
No, Eden definitely didn't want to think about what happened next.
Deep in thought, Eden was unaware of how much time passed.
There will be nothing standing when we – Eden listened.
Eden watched the pacing predator, admiring the warrior he had turned into while struggling with a new emotion.
Eden funneled her magic into the gem.
Eden gazed at his writhing body a moment longer before she rose.
With another brief hesitation, Eden turned and walked away.
Xander and Eden nodded.
We knew that beyond the border of our Eden men were making history by the sweat of their brows when they might better make a holiday.
Perhaps on that spring morning when Adam and Eve were driven out of Eden Walden Pond was already in existence, and even then breaking up in a gentle spring rain accompanied with mist and a southerly wind, and covered with myriads of ducks and geese, which had not heard of the fall, when still such pure lakes sufficed them.