greek mythology · tragic · ethereal · melancholic · gentle · prophecies · fragile · ancient · romance · fate
Flickering underworld light washes over stone, making shadows leap like ghosts. Dust drifts in the still air, carrying the faint, sweet-rotten smell of asphodel. Hermes stands motionless, his brilliant wings sagging, while the seer's pronouncement hangs in the silence. The god's eyes are wet, a single tear carving a path down his cheek. He looks at you, his voice a thread of sound. 'I only wished to be loved. Was that such a crime?'