MATHAIR
From the bowels of the earth the goddess appears. Earthworms mimic the chaotic curls that sprout from her head, as spider-leg long eyelashes flutter away the dirt clinging to her face. With a feral smile she heaves herself from the ground, looking at what Mildew had brought with a deepening frown. "No meat?" She hisses, raising her black gaze to the demigod. "Or are you the meat?" Flashing a smile that was all nicotine-black and ivory-white, she reaches for the bottle of wine, uncorks it, and pours some into her mouth.
