Dark eyes watched Hades, his shallow breathing caught deep into his chest as he struggled to let his fingers find the wires of his guitar, his mouth dry like cotton stuff down into it.
Just like Hermes said...how this place was nothing but a slaved city that sat on crackling wires of electricity and and steel beams. The wall sat tall, tall and looming over this shadowed town like Hades himself, clad in the suit that was probably tailored by a damned soul who took the bait of seduction, the promise of a taste of wealth and life full of dandelion wine and sunshine. A life where Persephone was the queen, a world where it was like the one up top. Where Hades didn't bend your mind that the poverty beyond the wall would drag them and take their lives, how they were kept protected.
Why they built the wall.
Why do they build. They build the wall to keep them free.
That's why they build the wall, they build the wall to keep them free.
Orpheus looked on, his mind fuzzed as it slowly became fogged with the smoke of the city. Her furrowed brows when he told her she would have music to let them live a happy life. How their wedding bands would be one of the river.
Of Eurydice. Eurydice
The drums were heard, heard like the bearing of hammers on the wall. A deep breath. Fingers touched the wires as Orpheus furrowed his brows lifting his hand.
Wait for me
Another breath
Wait for me
A strum, echoing gently. Music flowing through the dead city
I'm coming to.
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FanfictionHeavy and Hard is the Heart of a King King of Iron King of steel Hey hey! I've been hooked onto this musical for a while and thought I should do a book about it, with writings and such. I have been hella busy but I'll definitely love to see anyone...
