"I keep on writing a sequel to stories I know that are not there."
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𝕴𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖆 𝕬𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔 𝕻𝖔𝖛
Olympus was beautiful.
It was a rocky island with gleaming white temples, clean aether air, and gold, lots of gold.
The Gods' temples were placed all around the Island, and the temple of the 12 Gods sat around the middle of the island.
Zeus' temple sat at the highest point, closest to the sky. Poseidon's temple was placed on the glamorous white sand, facing the clear blue water.
The temple of the 12 gods was a large building made of white marble and a gold that glistened in Apollo's sunlight. Inside the temple sat large iron tables, 12 seats around it. The tables joined together in single file to make a semi-circle.
Zeus and Hera sat next to each other at the head of the table, as king and queen of the pantheon. To the left of Zeus, sat an empty chair which I presumed was Hades. Sat next to the chair were Poseidon, then Athena, Apollo and Aphrodite.
Then, to the right of Hera sat; Ares, Dionysus, Demeter, Artemis and Hephaestus. Hades walked towards his chair and sat down stiffly.
"Why did you call this meeting, Hades?" Zeus asked, annoyed.
"Well, Iliana has been assumed dead for the past four and a-half years. She is alive, Thanatos found her enslaved to the Titans," He snapped.
"Well, maybe if you did you're job of keeping them locked up in Tartarus, we wouldn't be in this mess right now," said Artemis snidely.
Hades eyes darkened as soon as she opened her mouth.
Must be some dark history between those two
"What, you expect me to do my job perfectly when all you do is sit on your lazy arse and do nothing all day?" He snarled.
She narrowed her eyes, "I don't just sit here, Hades," She laughed.
His glared at her, "Oh, we all know what you do," He growled, leaning back in his chair.
Artemis huffed, pushing her sparkling blonde hair over her shoulder, as she rolled her honey comb eyes.
Zeus laughed sneakily, pushing his pale blonde hair away from his electric blue eyes.
Hades growled again, his raven hair falling over his piercing green eyes, "Don't laugh at me, I don't ever see any of you doing anything, and we know the plans of the Titans now, because of Iliana."
I shuffled uncomfortably behind Thanatos, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
My mind was elsewhere, in a malevolent place.
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