Poseidon

Éndeka

A large man is sat in a large throne with a large golden trident laid across the floor of the large throne room. Large windows covered the large walls, a large painting, of another similar looking large man, hung behind the large man. In short everything was large.

Poseidon's P.O.V.

So Hermes has brought the girl, the girl with the connection to the sea. It's strange, only I have a 'connection' to the sea, I'm the fucking sea god, but for her-a human- it's very strange indeed. The first time her mother took her to dip her tiny toes into the sea I felt it, a calmness washed over me and I felt at peace; each time she touched the water after that I basked in the feeling, letting myself indulge in the short time that I had when I was truly calm, when it felt like I had nothing to worry about, nothing to plague my thought and to just lie down and float through existence, only to crash back down when she got out. I'd say that was the worst, but truthfully it wasn't: shortly after she got out I could still bask in the calmness she brought and when that finally wore off was when it was awful, after the high of having her in the water, without her I simply fell into a deep low, my mood crashed and my temper shortened. Everyone is terrified of me when I am like that.

Having not yet seen her my mind wanders to what she would look like: golden hair flowing down to her waist or brunette, hazel eyes or blue, pale or dark skin? It then wandered to what she acted like and how her voice sounded: could she sing or would her screeches crack glass?

In the back of my mind I feel the slight niggle of Hermes trying to contact me, but too lost in thought I ignore it, it happens again and again but this time harder as though he is shouting. I visualise the connection opening and a flood of sound enters my head "POSEIDON!" I cringe

"What?" I ask sheepishly

"She wishes to see you. But plea-"

"Where is she?"

"In her room, but Poseidon please-"

I cut the connection and rush out of the room.