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"I was thinking about the last time I ever saw the lady who raised me. Then I started thinking about what is yet to come and wondering what was going to happen," said Sortha with a small smile. "Hey if you dont mind me asking do you have a family and if so why are you not with them?" asked sotha.

Mina gulped down her drink and slammed it down on the table. She shook her head to clear her mind a bit, then walked over to the two ladies at the table. Its sime she got things straightened out.

As she sat down, she put her hand on the small of Sortha's back. "Listen honey, its all sad to loose a one you love, but you can't go on mourning it forever. Life goes on, and we must make the most of the limited time we have on this Earth. I'm sure the Lady who raised you would have raised you in hope for you to live in happiness, not always mourning and grieving her. Now I suggest you go have a big warm bath, a hearty meal and turn in early for the night. Stop thinking sad thoughts and sad memories, its only making yourself worse"

Then, she knelt down and turned to the other girl. "Come back to the bar and we'll have a good talk if you want. Tell me whats been troubling you and I'll help you suss is out over a few drinks yes?"

If only it was like that. I have lived longer then this place is old and I have no wish of living any more but its not something i can pick. Unlike you I cant kill myself and thats the end. I must do somethings that takes loner then humans can live. Then I most wait for my death and that can take up to 20 more years. I have had a life that is way to long and I would be happy if I could die now but thats not going to happen. I'm long past the days where I moved on and was happy. If you must know that was a lot longer then 1000 years ago. You have no idea what its like living this long. I gave up on friends because I have seen all of them die and I must live with that forever. I also once loved but I also had to see him die. I want to see u happy after all of that and so much more happens to you when all u want to do is die and join your family and friends but cant. You are stuck living a lot longer knowing that all of the people you talk to will die be for you. OK I'm sick of it do you want to know the truth. The truth is I have lived for 12559 long years. Life will not end for me it will only end when the stones of the fairys are gone. It will end when I'm the last human sized fairy left in this world. Thats right Acara was a fairy of the earth like me. I was the last fairy ever seen and that man died for me. To save my life. There you know you guys are the 1st people I have told this to in 5000 years. I cant take it any more I'm sick of being a fairy. My mother was the one the dark lord loved and killed. I'm part angle thats why I cant die just like that. sortha said now crying. Then she fell down and screamed crying more then be for. after about 3 mins of her crying the back of her shirt joined with her skin. then her skin by her spin moved apart and some silk-looking leaf wings came out shinning where the light hit them. After that her skin closed and her shirt went back to how it was but there was now an place for her wings to stick out from. Sortha then wiped away her tears and smiled. "I'm so sorry about being so mean be for it just no one understands what its like living like this. I also thank you for careing and because I feel so much better know that someone other then me knows the truth." Sortha said with a smile.

The glasses on the table rattled as Artemis plopped her boots on the table, now leaning in her seat. Her head was pounding, and she put her hat over her eyes as she leaned back on the two legs of the chair. Her face was hot under the darkness of the hat, but her eyes where stinging. "I have a better idea. How about we talk about something completely different." She suggested.

Artemis didn't move from her spot but raised her hand up in aggreement. "Agreed. Bartender, or someone who feels the desire to pick up that profession for my sake, please toss me something. Anything, as long as it's hard." She requested, setting her hand back down to rest on her lap. Hopefully, Sortha would calm down or else the muse would have to go outside and take a breather.

She thought, drumming her fingers on her lap. "What to talk about...What to talk about?" She said, voice weak but still clear. "Anyone have anything racking at their brains? Anything interesting to talk about? Anything they want to know?"

Artemis reached her hand out and feeled for the bottle. Once found, she moved her hat slightly to drink, only showing her lips and delicate chin. Her lips where firmly pressed at the newest topic, but it was far better than Sortha's further depression tale, though only slightly. Swirling the contents of the bottle in one hand, she went silent for a moment before responding. "We're not persay, 'born'. We're ..how do I say this... formed. Originally, muses are ...hm... like.. ghosts. Kinda. More like invisible wisps with consciencness. It isn't until we find a partner, and inspire, that we start to become .. well, 'there'. Real. Well, not real, but visible. After so many 'partners', we slowly gain bits of ideas and images and gain a body. This..." Tsuki made a wave down her length. "Is the result of many hosts. As for the begining before the 'wisps', no one knows. There are theories, none of which I believe or care to go through hours of boring drool to talk about." She said, Using as little detail for this subject. There was no need for it.

"No, I do not need a host. That's only required in the begining, though I can have one if need be. As of now, I only need to ..well, it's not really eating, but has the same results. Replenish? Nah,..I don't know how to phrase it." She said, taking another sip of the bottle.