β for whatever you like β she was quick to place some away and hand her the basket with the few bottles left β don't tell Hermes I gave you them β they were for him . I will find an excuse for the few bottles left β
she quietly hums. a nod following suit.
a step closer towards her mama again.
β for the journey ? β
she hopes , that her mama sees this as her willing enough to meet her halfway.
she knows right there and then that , once again , she's hit where it hurts. she always manages to do so.
but her sour mood remains , as does the distance she's put between them. her eyes no longer find those of her mama.
β I know. β
barely a few drops touch her and she chuckles . how childish she thought
β you're sweet talking me Hermes β she points out β now I'm truly suspicious of you β
Demeter has her gaze on them as she lowers herself back into the waters β hardly believe that's the case β I am no other god's favourite goddess to spend time with β
Demeter's lips press into a thin line, the annoyance on her face shifts into a soft sadness that can be seen mostly through her eyes .
she will never forget or forgive her brother for this ...
β remember dear ... I loved you first and most β
and she knows. it always goes like this. they almost always part like this.
her mood sours , the flowers wilt. as she steps away from her mother.
a quiet scoff.
β I am. β
β...β
she didn't like that , it was in the way her lips curled in displeasure and a crease between her eyebrows began to form
β suit yourself Kora , go to that husband of yours β
β 'm sorry , mama. β
but that's the way it is.
her husband's calling for her , she can feel it in the way the earth lightly rumbles.
β I'll visit 'gain next time , real soon , mama. β
ββ ππππ ππ πππ πππΏπ
ΞΞ΅ΟΟ / IΕ«piter
god of the sky & thunder.
ruler of olympus.
greek / roman mythology.
mature themes. descriptive.
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