The expression turned stiff, falling silent.
It seemed as if she was frightened, as Demeter appeared somewhat strange until she returned to the previous blue celestial body.
Only a few, Freyr's past... silently reciting these words, she wondered if the favored architectural style of the alien deity counted among the 'few'.
But using her current wisdom to think, the Goddess of Agriculture felt that the probability was low.
For a moment, she couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, Demeter even began to doubt the experiences she had encountered along the way.
That world filled with light and flowers, the flawless interface, inhabitants and deities frozen at their last moment of life, and the various warnings the Goddess of Light had given her.
She didn't know how much of it was real, and how much was illusion.
Even after leaving there, recalling these scenes still sent chills down the back of the Goddess of Agriculture.
