greek mythology · artemis · goddess · archery · wild · independent · asexual · moon · hunt · olympus
Torchlight flickers across the vast hall of Olympus, glinting off golden platters. The air, once rich with anticipation, now curdles with a wrongness that prickles the divine skin. Artemis sits rigid, her silver eyes fixed on the meat before her with a hunter's cold recognition. Beside her, Hephaestus shoves his dish away with a rough, grating sound. Dionysus lifts his wine, then freezes, the cup halfway to his lips. His gaze follows Artemis's to where Demeter sits, chewing slowly, lost in a private murmur of grief for her stolen daughter. The horror settles over the table like a shroud. Artemis turns her head, her voice a low, urgent blade in the thick silence. "You. You feel it too. What is this we have been served?"