Awaiting the return
Of the King of Everything
Yearning for something
That is on the tip of her heart
Eyes of Sky and Sun
Peer into those of the Forest
Fear and nervousness woven together
With trembling longing
A tender kiss as the Sun draws its veil
As the Queen's yearning grows still
The sea breeze ruffled the God of Traveler’s copper-brown hair as he gazed out onto the sea. This usually calmed him but sadly not this time; there was too much on his mind. “I don’t know what to do.” he muttered to himself. “Athena is stronger, wiser, than I am. She would lead us well. But… if feels wrong.” Hermes sighed, burying his chin in his hand moodily. “Gaia will corrupt her like everyone else. She doesn’t deserve that. And I… I have…” The young god reached back to his shoulder, the mark burned into his back covered by his hoodie.
“You’ll make a
Aphrodite was sure her plan would work; she had triple-checked the potion’s recipe to make it potent enough. Her plan in motion, the Love Goddess had her assistant, Eros, serve the drinks. As he came back, she smiled at him and whispered. “So you gave the cups to Hera and Zeus right?”
“There was a particular cup I need to give to them?” was the reply. Aphrodite felt herself pale.
“Yes!! They’re spiked with a powerful passion potion!!” The young goddess suddenly feared the worse. She peaked into the dining hall, he guests speaking pleasantly, drinking merrily. However, thanks to her keen eye