You are a Greek Goddess. You’re sitting on a tree of the mortal world as you dip your feet into the crystal clear blue river. As much as you love Olympus, something about the land below is just different. Maybe it’s the grass differentiating from the marble tiles. Maybe it’s the rivers which have a source of water than just the golden rivers of Olympus where they flow out of nowhere. Your thoughts are interrupted by your god friend, Apollo. “Hey, Celeste!”