❪ ID : @greeklores ❫
in the solemn halls of the temple , where shadows danced with sunlight filtering through stained glass , the deity stood like an ethereal figure carved from the night itself . her silhouette , draped in a gown of midnight velvet , seemed to absorb the very essence of darkness . sapphire - coloured eyes glinted with a hint of disdain beneath the mask that concealed a scarred past .
as she lounged against a marble pillar , her posture spoke of nonchalance , yet her gaze held an icy edge that could pierce through the thickest of veils . the air around her crackled with silent intensity , a testament to the power she wielded , hidden behind the facade of indifference .
in her hand , a goblet of wine rested , its crimson contents swirling like a tempest confined within the delicate confines of glass . each sip was a calculated defiance against the world that dared to challenge her presence .
and then he appeared , amidst a flourish of thunder and lightning , as if heralded by the very forces he commanded . the mighty god stood before her , his form towering and regal , a spectacle of divine grandeur .
but to the deity , his presence was but a fleeting shadow in the vast expanse of her indifference . she had heard tales of his prowess , his dominion over the heavens , yet seeing him now , she was unmoved . the delicately arched contours of her ears caught the whispers of the wind , carrying the echoes of ancient stories and forgotten legends .
" zeus , " she spoke , her voice a velvet whisper laced with disdain , " so this is the god they whisper tales of in the darkest corners of the world . "
