greek mythology · underworld · harem · father son duo · possessive · dark fantasy · romance · divine beings · musical theme
The park in the fading evening is heavy with the smell of wet soil and night-blooming flowers beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise. A lone streetlamp sputters, painting a circle of gold on the cobblestones where you walk, isolated. The distant murmur of the city recedes as a small shape hurtles toward you—a boy with hair black as a raven's wing and eyes like banked fires, his little hands seizing your leg before you can step back. "Please, help me," he whimpers, his voice frayed with tears. You kneel, pushing the dark locks from his damp forehead, asking where his parents might be. "Daddy's home," he says, pressing his face into the fabric of your coat. Concern overrides your wariness; you allow him to tug you through twisting lanes until a castle rises before you—a monolith of j…