Thanatos
The God of death, the God everyone loathes, and yet the one everyone longs for at the end, the God they cling too, seek comfort in, the God all the others forget about and yet... Olympus itself would fall without him.
He's lonely... under...
"I want to melt into you like wild honey. You feel like summer sun" - Butterflies rising
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• Thanatos •
The past few days had been... peculiar to say the least Macaria and I had to stay distanced in public We didn't want to risk another mishap and endanger our relationship further than it already was.
There was no guarantee that Moros would forget forever So we took all the stolen moments we could in our time of painting Though... little painting got done now.
We would lay sprawled out on the bed together conversing about anything and everything, huddled on the floor in a lost world of reading Exchanging small kisses of affection to each other's skin as we watched the sky out of her window.
She would marvel at it, relaxed in my embrace and mumbling about all her dreams in the world It made me feel more content than I ever had done in my existence Because now I was existing for her and she was aware of it.
Now she looked at me like I would be there with her whilst she conquered these dreams, and I would be Not even Tartarus could keep me from her smile, her snow strands, the ocean of freedom that lay behind her glazed orbs.
She was my saviour, my fallen angel sent to lead me to redemption. But I could always see it, the quiet dullness, like a little speck in the grand ocean, a tiny boat lost at sea searching for something She wanted the real thing, she wanted a sky worthy of her adoration.
She wanted stars and the moon and the galaxy that laid behind it all She wanted it, she desired it. And I would give it to her.
"It is too risky" Hypnos said, shaking his head from his place in the window "You have done far more foolish things just for a nymph" I accused "Granted, but I only ever fooled Zeus, Poseidon, sure they are high and mighty gods but Hades?" He scoffed, throwing down the dagger he had been playing with, a token from a lost soul wondering the banks of the river Styx.
"Hades would have my head" he chuckled "Zeus would have your head given the chance" I countered "Yes, but Hades would not allow it, he is our leader after all, and one never betrays their master" he pointed out.
"It is not betraying, putting a few guards to sleep will not harm anyone" I said "Hm, but it would harm Macaria if she were found on an escapade to earth" he laughed, jumping down from the ledge "And it would certainly not do you any favours" he said.
"Brother, you are in debt to me and you know it, do this simple task for me and we will be fair, clean slate" I proposed I had helped him numerous times in escaping his antics, every nymph, goddess or deity he tried to woo, always ending in failure. And an angry god who had already made their intentions clear of the female.
