Happy Mother's Day, everyone. To mothers who have their own, who are expecting or who are gone, I dedicate this story to the maternal love that helps shape our futures.
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"I'm sure you all, knowing who I am by this point, are still wondering. 'Cyralon, what was it that caused the Gods to punish you?' It is only fitting today, having the reason at last return to me, I share that tale with you, and grant you insight.
Once, when I was... I will admit, foolish enough to allow my own nature as a Trickster God get the better of me, I found and grew fond of a small family, who have loyalty to one another even I could only be in awe of their devotion. It was but three sisters, each of a different race and yet sired by the same couple. Their names were Susan the Bear, eldest of the three, Nicole the Rabbit, the second oldest, and their youngest sister Olivia, the Skunk. They weren't devote followers of my nature towards Loyalty, but they had a family bond that could never be broken.
Never... How foolish of me to assume even Gods can predict mortals... If it were truth, I...
I'm sorry, I'm allowing myself to get off track. Needless to say, I'd visit them, simply seeing their devotion to their sisters as pledge enough in my name. In time, I dare say I had grown quite close to each of them, for they each had an influence on me. Susan deeply wished one day, she could care for a plethora of children, to be an ideal mother to many in their innocence. Nicole was... Interesting, to say the least. She dreamed of always having a horde of maids to serve her every whim, while she focused on her own personal pursuits. Olivia... Well, she shared her love of plush dolls, and always wanted to one day own one made of only the best quality.
Before I had known it, I had fallen for each of them in their own ways and who they were. I would have gladly taken any of their hands in marriage if I could, and make her the happiest woman ever.
But that wasn't the choice they wished me to make.
In turn, as I spoke with them, made my feelings known, and hearing their own feelings for me in kind; only for them to deny why they couldn't be with me, as they knew how their sisters pined for me. And they wished I would choose one of them over the one whom my confession was given. Their loyalty to their family was so great, they cast aside their own feelings, blind that the others desired her to be with me. It... It was too much for me to have all three, after hearing the others insist I choose someone else, deny my feelings because they wished their sisters have a chance... But never understood they too had refused me.
Blinded by my frustration... I chose, against the will of the divine, to make the choice for them. If they could not accept one to be with me, all because of their love for each other and myself clashing, then I would allow them all to be with me. And I forced the three together into a single body. The retribution of the other Gods... It was swift and merciless. But nothing hurt more than to be told, as I was sealed away, I would never be with those I just wished to be with.
But... That was countless eons ago, and I have at least made do with what I have. But nothing greater shocked me than to learn I had a guest to see me... And there she was. Before I could get even a word out, I was embraced in her arms as her eyes poured like waterfalls in joy and relief; she had finally found me, adrift in the space between cosmos. It took me at least an hour, even after siting down, for my disbelief to finally give way to the truth.
She told me that during our separation, the three sisters, sealed for their own protection, had time to talk things over, to clear the air of truth between them. They had finally understood they had all turned me away, blinded by wishing their family be with me. As the ages passed, they at last made an agreement. If they couldn't agreed to be with me as three sisters...
Then three minds, hearts and souls would be with me as one.
She told me how, as they made that choice, willingly uniting in love, she had been reborn, awarded divinity herself. And to pay homage to her names, she had chosen who she is:
"I am Sunao, Godess of Fertility and Order... And wife of Cyralon."
I... I couldn't hold my tears back any longer. We were finally together, could be together, and I could give the three sisters what they always wanted. And so, I called Poppy, Vixy and Sissy to the room...
