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Genia wasn't exactly surprised to learn her mother was the muse of Tragedy. Her life had been a series of tragedies, one after another.
Her mother claimed her in a dream, of course, because she couldn't be bothered to even show up herself.
(It had been one of Genia's normal dreams, at the beginning.)
(Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring)
She merely said, "I am your mother, Melpomene."
It was up to Genia to figure out the rest. She did research, borrowed books, and actually tried to read them for once. She got one thing out of it: her mother was the muse of Tragedy.
There honestly wasn't much else on the goddess, other than that she had eight sisters, which meant Genia had eight more family members that didn't care enough about her.
It wasn't all too bad, in the beginning. She hadn't even turned thirteen, and she knew that greek gods were real! Some confusing memories started to make much more sense, like the giant dog she saw playing in a lake when she was ten.
She got to go to school, hiding the truth about her mom. It was like she knew more, more than her teachers, more than her classmate. She had a secret, all to herself.
(She joined the theatre club at her school. They did Romeo and Juliet. Genia played Juliet.)
It wasn't until she was halfway to fourteen that she met someone else who knew about the gods. By that time, she'd managed to work her way through a couple of english mythology books before realizing greek was much easier, epics and plays even more so.
The person she met was named Carver, and he was a satyr. He told her all about this magical camp she would get to go to, about getting claimed and finding siblings, and about surviving.
Genia knew about surviving.
(Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!)
Monsters had started to sniff her about the moment she turned thirteen, blowing out her singular birthday candle in the darkness of her own room, because her dad forgot to pay the power bill again.
(She'd managed to steal a weapon from the second one that attacked, keeping it for herself. It was a strange bronze, but it was the only thing that worked.)
