After a little over an hour had passed, the luminescent liquid began rapidly draining from Demeter''s incubation chamber. She now had the appearance of a woman in her mid-to-late thirties, possessing somewhat pale, wheat-colored, hair that nearly reached her calves. She had a different kind of charm than the Demeter he had come to know and love, but, from an objective point of view, there were a lot of similarities between the two. Both had motherly figures, wheat-colored hair, gentle eyes, and a perpetual smile that could seemingly tolerate just about anything...