Is anyone available to help me with my final draft for a short story? I turned in my first draft already, and my teacher said I needed to create a new paragraph for each text of the dialogue. Thank you :) As I turned my head to the morning sky, I felt the soft breeze of Favonius gently caress my cheek. I knew our harvesting crops would be plenty and bountiful this year. Mother would travel deep into the countrysides every month to tend to the human's crops. Her trips would sometimes take days and I wouldn't see her until a week later, but as the goddess of agriculture and crops, she was obligated to help the humans whenever they prayed to her or gave her offerings. I never complained about not seeing her much, I knew she valued her work greatly, and besides, I had friends in the sanctuary to congregate with every day. The ocean nymphs and I would usually sit by the groves and practice our literature and poetry to pass the time, and the Tree nymphs and I would always hold competitions to see who could create the most enchanting design for the gardens surrounding the sanctuary. Even though I had many friends, deep down I did wish mother would spend more time with me. As the afternoon neared, the nymphs and I prepared lunch, mother would be coming back today, and I wanted to make sure everything was clean and a proper meal was prepared to welcome her back. "Proserpina dear? Did you collect the roses from the garden for your mother?" I turned around to see Diana, with her silver hair and white eyes, she was my mother's most devoted follower. Diana was the goddess of wild animals and of the hunt. "Oh I must have forgotten," I said embarrassed. Diana was not someone to forget orders easily, she protected our hidden sanctuary from unsuspecting humans, and she did a good job at it too. "Make sure you collect those flowers, we've almost finished with the bouquets we are just missing the roses," She said quickly. Diana was always working, when I was young she told me women didn't need husbands because our work is something we should prioritize. By the time I got older, I knew all the rumors of what Diana did to men that she caught who secretly spied on her. Let us just say it didn't end well for them. I went to grab my shawl from my room when I overheard a faint conversation coming from the kitchen. Me being nosy wanted to know what they were talking about because my mom forbade me from ever leaving the sanctuary. Ther other nymphs could leave the sanctuary though, and when they came back, they would always tell me stories of enormous human cities and how they were plated in gold. And how the queens of those cities would dress in the finest fabrics from far away lands. I'd stay up all night listening to those stories. Mother told me that the humans were dirty creatures who should never be trusted, but I was always fascinated with their quaint villages and their construct way of living. It all seemed childish to my family because they too, were gods, but to me, it was the most interesting thing. I listened in on the quiet discussion the two nymphs were having without them knowing I was listening in on them. "The human king of the city Kórinthos proposed to the daughter of a young noble yesterday I heard, they had such a grand celebration, you could hear the music and their shouting from a mile away!" one of the nymphs exclaimed in an excited tone. Oh, how I wished to be free like the humans, to love someone for eternity, but mother would never let me, she wants me to follow in Diana's footsteps and become one of her maidens, which would mean I would have to swear by oath never to fall in love with a man ever. I greatly respected my mother's wishes because I didn't want to ruin my relationship with Diana, she was like an older sister to me, and the only other goddess in the sanctuary besides my mother and I. When I got to the garden I noticed that all the roses had wilted, and no fresh ones lay ready to pick. Unsatisfied, I let out a sigh and began to walk towards the garden near the outskirts of the sanctuaries lands. My mother told me never to leave the mainlands, and only go near the outskirts if I had my nymph friends with me, but I was too far from home already, and this would only take a few minutes. As I neared the outskirts, I saw a bush of roses, red like blood, and mature enough to be picked. I placed my hand at the bottom of a rose when I began to feel the ground tremble with a force so great, I fell down. There could only be one explanation to this force and I knew it had to be a god. I got quickly back on my feet and began to run back towards the house when the ground underneath me collapsed, I began to fall and screamed for my mother, and then everything went black.