As I open my eyes I see two posts of a four poster bed and white, cotton curtains draped between them. Panic begins to set in, my breath begins to quicken and my lungs begin heaving, attempting to take in oxygen.
A soft, lilting, accented voice reaches my ears above the sound of my heavy breaths "Hey, hey. Calm down, it's alright, you're alright." Cool hands smoothed lightly over my shoulders, down my back. "I need you to calm down, take deep breaths. Listen to me, I'm Cailey and I need you to take deep breaths for me. Come one deep breaths, deep breaths." She talks slowly, as if to a small child.
It doesn't help, my breaths are still erratic. She keeps the soothing motion on my back as she calls for someone in a foreign language. She calls again and again getting frantic and panicked.
A warm, hard body pulls me close, large hands rub circles over my back, effectively calming my racing breaths. Comforting words come out of his mouth, slowing my racing breaths. Looking up, I meet the hazel eyes of Hermes. His hands continue to rub along my back until I am once again completely calm.
I peek up at him and make a gesture for a pen and paper. The woman, Cailey, scrambles around the room in the search of the desired items. I follow her quick movements around the room with my eyes. Suddenly, the objects i requested appeared in front of me in the clutches of a slight hand.
Taking them gently, almost afraid to break such delicate fingers, I write I know I am supposedly in Poseidon's home, but I wish to see him. My eyes reach Hermes, questioning. "Very well, very well." he promised.
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Poseidon
Fantasy* * * Rough, hard hands, now soft, caressed my back, pulling me close. His fresh, musky scent entered my nostrils, calming the hiccups assulting my body. "Sh, Lys. Calm down. It's okay. I've got you. There's no need to be upset." Anger coursed thro...
