Every time someone calls me an author, I tense up. I can feel it in my shoulders. I purse my lips, and the wrinkles on my forehead grow deeper when I frown. “I wish they would stop calling me that,” a voice inside me whispers.
Tag: <span>Goddess</span>
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A long, long time ago, when the forests were untouched, a water goddess named Isara lived in the deep valleys of the Alps. She was the guardian of the clear spring water, ensuring that nature flourished around her.