Once upon a time, there was no time. It came

Once upon a time, there was no time. It came later, but it was late. Time marches on and waits for no man; however, for a woman, time stands still until she is ready.

then Chronos decided he wanted to eat his children. He was the God of time and everything else, so why not dine on your own offspring? Seems natural enough, when you're the

immortal you get peckish for your offspring. Imagine Chronos' embarassment when he discovered, that Cronos, Titan of the Gods, had beaten him to it. "Now they'll say I'm copying."

So Chronos found Titan and began beating the tar out of him. He pinned him to a wall where Titan's wife could watch and starting pummeling his face to a pulp with his fists.

Titan's wife, former 80s pop star Tiffany, leaned against a Corinthian pillar and smoked a cigarette through a quezallaire as Chronos continued his merciless thrashing. Titan bled

like a hemophiliac. Tiffany, blowing a somewhat faulty smoke-ring, peered at the goddess of the hunt and smiled, "I think we're alone now, there doesn't seem to be anyone around."

They swapped smoke rings for a long gentle moment, the moonlight making soft daggers of their smiles. "Which one are you," Tiffany broke the silence, "goddess of the hunt?"

"I don't confine myself to silly mortal labels." The divine being scoffed, and blew a perfectly formed smoke ring. "Some of my followers call me

down my throat when I opened my mouth to respond, gagging me. I was at his mercy as he sunk his sulphuric teeth into my exposed neck. I understood then that this was no yolk.