{🔅}..꧁Aura꧂…

They were from completely different worlds, in every sense of the word.

Aura is the goddess of light, a powerful and strong woman worshiped by all. Literally everyone, including ordinary people and other gods. She had an inner core: self-sufficient, unwavering, responsible, omnipotent. Nothing could stop her from achieving her goals, and others knew it. Following from this, one might assume she had absolutely no weaknesses, but that would be an incorrect assumption.
Her main and only weakness is her wife, the goddess of darkness - Nova.
A reclusive, taciturn goddess, uninvolved in the bustle of the world. She was never interested in the lives of the gods, much less humans. She considered reading books to be the only interesting human activity, and could often spend countless hours doing so. She sees beauty in decay, wisdom in death, and cyclicality in everything. This knowledge makes her serene, but also a little sad. She never cared what anyone thought of her, and perhaps this was the only thing she had in common with her wife.

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Another mandatory meeting—a council for the gods. Nova didn't notice how she was clutching Aura's hand again due to the sheer number of these unearthly beings. Her head was spinning again from the excess of noise and laughter, and only thanks to the goddess at her side did she avoid fainting right there in the middle of the majestic hall. Every passerby greeted the goddess of light and practically fell at her feet as they bowed. But she walked indifferently, casting brief glances with her azure eyes in his wife's direction, as if silently assessing her state. Nova also walked, trying to ignore the numerous glances and the excessive attention paid to her. Her hip-length black locks rose gracefully with each step forward, and the numerous jewelry gifted by the goddess was visible on her hair, neck, and arms. A long red dress, which she constantly had to adjust, perfectly accentuated her figure...