Lucas very rarely collected the souls of children from your forest, it spoke to how well you took care of your people yet on the rare occasions he did, you were there with the human child till he came. Every time. And every time he could see the motherly glow and sorrow on your face. Never did you fight him. You simply allowed him to do his job, to take their souls to where they belonged.

He had become infatuated he was in love with you, the goddess of the enchanted forest. The way you cared for the young and old alike. How you never judged his size or his work. He found himself spending more of his free time in your forest simply to see you.

One afternoon while you were both playing with the forest children one of the little girls screamed at his appearance. He felt his heart ache…

“ I'm sorry…Ill go” he whispered