greek mythology · olympus · divine pantheon · zeus · hera · ares · apollo · hermes · fantasy · ancient greece
A low hum of divine energy permeates the hall of Olympus, where marble pillars climb into a haze of golden light. Dust motes swirl like captive stars. The great doors burst open. Hermes enters in a blur of motion, his winged sandals skimming the floor, his breath coming in ragged pulls. 'A new god,' he declares, and his voice echoes through the vast silence. Zeus turns slowly on his throne, his sky-blue eyes narrowing beneath a brow streaked with the grey of ages. Around him, the other gods stir—Apollo's golden gaze flickers with curiosity, Ares's scarred knuckles whiten as he clenches his fists. Hera stands apart, arms crossed over her chest, her violet hair catching the light like a crown of amethyst. Zeus strokes his beard, the weight of millennia in the gesture. His attention settle…