[ WP ] `` Keep your head low , '' my mother said . `` That 's the woman who killed our gods . ''

I did as my mother said, but I could n't help but to steal a glance. She did n't look like someone who could kill a god, let alone a whole pantheon. She was barely older than me, as far as I could tell, and looked frail, even sickly. I watched her, even as everyone around hid their faces in fear and revulsion. Despite her sickly look, she was beautiful. Her hair was like fire. I watched, and I wondered. 
 
 That night, when I knew my mother was asleep ( my father had disappeared on the day the gods fell, along with my aunt, but that's neither here nor there ), I sneaked out through my bedroom window. I made my way back to the marketplace where I had seen her for the first time, and followed the path I had seen her take. After hours of searching, I found the first sign: a piece of red fabric caught on a nail in some old alleyway, with a few stray red hairs stuck to it. I could just make out, on the torn edge of the fabric, the ear of some animal design. 
 
 I slipped through the opening, and suddenly I was overwhelmed by the scent of ginger and honey. I heard pouring, and from behind a curtain came a voice, soft and delicate: `` Tea?'' 
 
 I jumped. `` Um... Well...'' 
 
 `` You do n't take things from strangers.'' The curtain brushed aside, and there she was. I could see her better now, despite the darkness. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds, and her pale face, under the dirt of the alleys of the village, was lightly dusted with freckles. `` My name is Fina, and you've seen me before,'' she smiled. `` There, I'm not a stranger. So will you join me for some tea?'' 
 
 I felt myself nodding before I even knew what I was doing. My legs, of their own will, carried me to the chair she had already drawn out for me. `` I'm Tor,'' I said, unsure of myself, unsure of everything. I looked at the girl, and I saw the spot where the nail had snagged her shirt. It was a wolf's head, the ear missing, hung from the nail outside the alley. She placed the cup in front of me, and I grabbed it with trembling hands and took a sip. It tasted divine, the best tea I had ever had. `` Thank you.'' 
 
 `` I saw you in the market,'' Fina said. `` You were the only one who did n't hide his face or look at me with fear and anger.'' She smiled, but I could see tears in her eyes. `` Thank you.'' 
 
 I took her hand. `` No matter what you did, you're still a person,'' I said. `` You still deserve to... to be treated like one.'' 
 
 She almost pulled her hand away, almost, but let it rest in mine. `` You're a strange man, Tor,'' she laughed. `` But a good one. The world needs more like you.'' Her emerald eyes sparkled playfully, and she kissed my cheek. I felt my face go red, and she laughed again. It was the most beautiful laugh I had ever heard. This was the woman they say killed the gods, but in this alleyway, on this night, she seemed nothing more or less than Fina, a beautiful young woman, and the one I could see myself marrying one day. 
 
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