He sat among the tall grass on a bright lawn, squinting from the bright rays of the sun and wondering how he could have ended up here. “It’s a dream, Ivin.” “You’re sleeping,” a familiar melodic voice was heard from behind, and the young man turned around sharply. The Goddess of Fate stood behind him, smiling a sly, condescending smile. Bright blue eyes looked with warmth and tenderness. The guy felt his heart beating furiously in his chest at the sight of the beautiful Goddess. “Am I dreaming about you?” “Not really.” I came into your dream. I can't come down to earth every time we need to talk. “I’m still a Goddess, not an errand girl,” the woman said, looking at the guy’s enthusiastic gaze, “I’m flattered by the way you look at me, but emotions are now clouding your mind.” Cool down! - she said sharply and touched Ivin’s forehead with two fingers. The young man felt his head brighten, his brain began to work clearly and harmoniously, the heat that had previously rushed to his loins receded. Ivin bowed his head guiltily, realizing that he had desired the Goddess herself, but nothing couldn't help it. Already now the guy knew that not a single earthly girl would touch his heart the way Verita did.