That is, if she had a soul. Sometimes, being a goddess had its disadvantages. She tumbled through the darkness of space, rolling and twirling like an Olympic champion, all the while considering her destination.Timara—an ancient city of gods as vast as the universe. It spanned the length and breadth of a galaxy. The rumors about the city were many. Some said the gods there still spoke in the ancient tongue and refused to mingle with the mortals.Kira didn’t allow that possibility to bother her. Mortals were of little use to her, except for an occasional dalliance. Ah, but Timara… With its gold-lined streets, rushing waterfalls, and skies of the clearest blue, Timara was definitely of interest to her.The city belonged to her, and she’d reclaim it, no matter the cost.“I will take back what has been taken from my family.” It wasn’t the first time she’d made the vow, but this time was different.“Stay focused, Kira.” Her father’s voice reached to her across the distance, spanning the night sky.“I will, Father.
