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...
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• Macaria •
"Macaria" father called as I passed the judgement hall I took a breath before joining him "Yes father?" I asked shortly
He stared at me a moment too long and eyes too full of knowing anger "Father" I said when he did not speak
"Is there a reason why I did not arise until midday?" He asked me sternly I let out an amused laugh "So now I am responsible for your sleeping habits?" I asked, challenging him
"I think someone may be responsible. And that someone left this morning" he said "So why are you asking me for an answer I do not have?" I asked "Macaria I am not foolish" he said tiredly
"And I do not what you speak of" I said back "Were you with him?" He asked simply "I will be... at the ball" I said, steering him away from the possibility of more punishment "Not a chance" he said
"It is not your decision. I asked Zeus and he granted me permission. He will stand by my side and he will fight for my hand" I told him honestly "The way he fights for anything else in his pitiful existence?" He asked
"The way you fought for mother" I said "That was different" he said "Yes. Only in the fact that I am not as lost as mother was. I know who I am and I know what I desire most. I love Thanatos. I have loved him long before mother read us story books of love, long before I witnessed it amongst the humans. I have loved him from the moment my soul met his" I said with conviction
"I will always love him. And he loves me" I said "We shall see" he said coldly.
"Yes. You will" I said
• Thanatos •
I appeared to him... slowly. Unsurprisingly "Sisyphus..." I said. As strongly as I could knowing I was bringing a man to death who did not deserve it yet. Or maybe he did. His reign, mistreating his wife Mistreating his own family. He was a man who had not yet earned death and yet he was free to ruin lives?
He looked at me. And he knew It took him moments but he saw. "No... n- no this is not my time" he said "It is" I said "No! No I have more to do. More to achieve. You cannot take me now" he stumbled over himself.
I let out my mist, holding him in place. Eyes wide and frantic and I almost felt guilty But this man is no man at all. And I wish to be with Macaria for eternity.
