Metis' P.O.V
Walking through the gardens of Olympus I awed at the beautiful plants, the most beauty I had seen since I had gotten well....out. I sighed but this one was differnet from the other sighs I had done in the stomach...this one was lighter, more....happy? I was confused, happiness was something my heart had been lacking for a very long time, very long time, and it had hardened because of it. My smiles were rare and nobody could lighten the hurt, the lost hope, or my sorrow.
Nobody had looked for me when I was lost no one even thought about looking I had been a random face in the crowd, a bystander, a person just passing through....nobody had cared. I kicked a pot over and it smashed into little shards, I looked around feeling guilty hoping that nobody had seen that outburst.
This time when I sighed it wasn't as light. My thoughts had me reflecting back when I had been in the stomach....wondering if there was a way to kill myself in there. I had been going insane in there, I wouldn't have lasted another millenium in there much less another thousand years.
I sat down on a bench. CRASH-BOOM CRACK! I was extremely confused "OH dear!" Then I heard the screams and I realized it had not been me, or the bench.
"AMBUSH!" yelled someone.
I did not get up and rush out of the gardens, what was the point, what could I do!? I was defensless, a sitting duck, a liability. Instead I sat there I don't know how long I did, just....reflecting. I had no friends, no love for anything or anyone certainly not the man who put me there, I had no legacy. I paused at this though, so far I'm only remembered as the woman who got swallowed by Zeus. Hot anger flared inside of me and I resisted the urge to kick something again.
A spark of hope alighted then. I would give them a reason to remeber me, I would be the lowly goddess who didn't have a use. I would show them, I would show them I had made an impact in all of their pathetic lives that had never experienced pain and hopelessness. My name would be remembered.
My will had not been broken in the darkness I rotted in for years, my will had been strengthened. I would be the one who prevailed when everyone else had failed or given up. I walked proudly out of the gardens knowing it was time to finally meet a long lost relative. I walked out of there with one thought ringing in my head.
I would be strong.
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Ancient Fear (ON HOLD)
ActionA danger so powerful and ancient even the gods no longer remembered it. But now the next great prophecy has been spoken and its time to shed light on old memories, uncover the secrets of the past, and expose the traitors among them. Now more than ev...
