Helios

Helios had always loved old-fashioned Madrid with its thankful, thoughtless trees. It was a place where he felt delighted.

He was an arrogant, popular, whiskey drinker with solid eyes and handsome abs. His friends saw him as a delightful, diced deity. Once, he had even helped a strange kitten cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Helios walked over to the window and reflected on his beautiful surroundings. The wind blew like dancing cats.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Yelhsa .

leaning towards Yelhsa “So, Yelhsa, my dear, I've noticed how captivating you are. Is there anything in this world you desire? I would move mountains if it meant fulfilling your wishes.”