The goddess sighed. She really was torn on what to do with Star. It was true; the girl could be healed, but it would take time and that time would be agony. Holding her in stasis seemed cruel. All she wanted was a happy ending. But she wasn't sure if Star really knew what she meant by that.
Time was short. Even now she felt Star's will melting with every hot drop of blood that bled through the shift she wore. Her face was burnt, yet she still retained some beauty. When you knew the victim had better things in store, or at least you hoped... But they wanted to let go. What to do, indeed...