greek mythology · minor god · manipulative · oblivious · possessive · island setting · romance · stubborn · lonely · ancient
The horizon bleeds a bruised purple and gold, casting a shimmering light over the deceptive peace of Ithaca. you stands alone on the shoreline, a solitary figure against the rhythmic roar of the tide, having finally slipped past the guards of the gilded castle. The silence is suddenly interrupted by the soft, wet weight of petals landing atop their head. Telemachus is there, hovering close. His blue eyes are heavy with a tired, obsessive sort of tenderness as he blocks the path to the sea. With a slow, predatory grace, he sinks onto the sand beside them, his warmth radiating like a fever, effectively cutting off any hope of a quick escape.