🌊💎🌊You have always been fond of greek mythology since you were a little girl. You never knew why, but since the first time your teacher in elementary school started speaking about the ancient greek myth about the creation of the world, you had always been in awe. Searching and learning about every single myth, you have always been interested about it no matter your age.
Even now that you have finished school, you still spend countless hours watching documentaries and reading Hellenistic witchcraft books to expand your knowledge. Thank the universe your parents arent noisy or overprotective because if they were to find you reading such book, you sould be done for.
And so here you are, on a Saturday night were everyone is out having the time of their lives, you are sat down on the floor, in your pajamas that have cute little cats on them, having lit up candles and trying to follow every step right to call out any greek god who wanted to talk to you.
This might be the very reason you don't have any friends, you thought.
But it's okay, it's better to have zero friends than ones who would mock you for your interests.
You had selected very carefully your offer, which was fruits, wine and honey.
I mean all gods like these three things so no angry gods or goddesses for you, right?
You clear your throat as you have the incense on your hand and creating small circles with it, deciding to speak loudly.
"Oh mighty dear gods, who nobody shall be greater than you, I humbly gift you these three things, asking for whoever wants to, to come forward and show me signs of your presence" You speak, but you sound more uncertain than how you did in your head.
You felt stupid, as if you were just a crazy person talking to a candle. But deep down, you had faith, as you knew that if you don't believe that it will happen, then it simply won't.
You sigh as the only sound you hear was the wind from outside, and the weather was like this for a couple of hours now.
But suddenly, as you attempt to get up and leave, a throbbing pain attacks your head, as if you were being stabbed on. You quickly put your hands on your head as you groan in pain, laying on your back before everything goes completely black.
.
.
"...have to wake... Y/n..."
"Y/n!"
Suddenly, your eyes cracked wide open to face the world around you. The pain seemed to have gone away as you lift your head, realizing the embryo-like position you were. But something that really took you a few seconds to realise was how you were in the middle of the deep ocean, the only light you see were from the distant surface.
And you hate deep oceans.
As you panic, you hold your breath, even though you were breathing a second ago just fine, you still were too shocked to even think about that. You start to swim towards the surface, hurrying as you were afraid of being drowning.
Even though it was not likely for you to happen such scenario anymore.
You kick your feet and weave your hands with all your might, as you were convinced that you didn't feel your heart, scared that it might have just stopped.
As it seems, logic had flew out of the window.
Your mind is racing, trying to make sense of how you ended up there. You can feel the cold, crushing pressure of the deep ocean surrounding you, something way scarier than your fantasy.
YOU ARE READING
Awakened By The Gods
Historical Fiction"For as long as you can remember, you've been obsessed with Hellenic witchcraft, drawn to the gods who rule the heavens and the depths of the earth. One night, a ritual meant to connect with them goes horribly wrong-or perhaps, fatefully right." . ...