He was beaten, trapped, helpless in his stone prison. He knew he was defeated, knew that he had to accept the sentence from the ultimate goddess, the judge he knew he should despise. But then, what could explain his recent thoughts? His feelings, his emotions he wanted to bottle up and never see again. How could he possibly create a new eternity, a new perennial, when he had been so drawn to his captor? A captor that had burrowed her way into his life, his mind, and his heart.