Dayanuh had lived through many time tides, the tidal waves swept her up in a chaotic caress. She was full, her body charged in the essence of love, so the Goddess never went a wanting. She believed she was the only of her kind. And if she ever were to marry, it would be beneath her character station. The Goddess knew she would have to marry cruelty, if she were to be a wife. As it was only the Gods who could even perceive her.

What the elder lady didn't know, sometimes the tides of time washed up ancient genes. And that her match would be born to humanity. But it was a scarred union, scarred by time and all the events of past, present and the oncoming future.