Never Going Out of Style

Jiao laughed a little to be asked a question about the Gods; the other Fae would be mortified to know she was the spiritual ambassador for their race. "No one knows much. Caido made the world and then...hasn't spoken to anyone, I don't think. Which is weird. If I made a world I'd want to ask everyone what they thought, you know? And if they didn't like it..." Aiming a finger at the ground, she made a little 'zap!' noise. "They say that they live in the mountains...but no one's been there for a long time, not that I know. But I guess if they did go to the mountains and come back I might not know. And now that the storms there...no chance!" Jiao hugged her knees to herself and rested her chin on them. "I don't think it matters anyway. Caido probably doesn't care about any one person...someone like Safrin or Ludo is much more likely to help you with stuff. What did Ludo help you with?" JIAO Some girls fight hard Some face the trial Some girls were just meant to smile