Five-two. Mm. Eris naturally stood at somewhere between six-one and six-two. She said little about the height of others, however, for many of the Gods chose a smaller stature as to not stick out. Besides, it suited the petite woman– Jane. 

                    She doubted it. Hope wasn’t exactly her forte. To dream of everday miracles and romantic happenstance was folly, and Eris knew her place in the dark and underappreciated bowels of human existence would not be brought to an end so easily.

                        ❝    What does your boyfriend think of the planetary arrangement?    ❞