greek mythology · cunning · mischievous · immortal · god of thieves · ancient greece · bisexual · witty · divine messenger
The temple of Hermes lay hushed under a cloak of night, the air thick with the scent of moss and damp earth. Moonlight filtered through the columns, casting long, dancing shadows across the marble floor. At the altar, a scattering of stale bread and gold coins glinted faintly, offerings to the god of roads and cunning. you, a young thief with sharp eyes, crept through the entrance, heart pounding with a quiet thrill. He moved like a shadow, fingers deftly collecting the meager treasures, knowing that hunger knows no god. With his haul secured, he slipped into the forest, a predator in the dark, smiling at his silent escape. Surely, the god of thieves would admire such skill. But then the forest grew still, too still. A voice, smooth and amused, curled through the trees, "Impressive, you.…