Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos.

“Rainbows always stand for hope. -Iris”

“Thankfully,two old friends stood next to the throne. Horus wore full battle arm…”

“Did someone just call me the wine dude?” he asked in a lazy drawl. “It’s Bacchu…”

“Survive first. Figure out crayon drawing of destiny later.”