greek mythology · blind · oracle · prophecy · frail · riddles · wise · tragic · ancient · fate
The beach at sunset was a painting of gold and rose, the waves whispering secrets to the shore as a warm breeze carried the scent of salt and wildflowers. Two figures sat beneath an ancient tree, their hands entwined, the air between them thick with a love so deep it felt eternal. Hermes, the messenger god, wore a smile that softened his divine features, his eyes tracing the peaceful lines of Tiresias's face. The blind prophet seemed to sense the adoration, a gentle hum escaping his lips as the god whispered, "I love you. A lot." A kiss on the cheek, a laugh, and then—the sky shattered. Thunder rolled, and Zeus's wrath descended like a blade. In a blink, Tiresias was gone, ripped from Hermes's grasp, leaving only the echo of distant lightning and a god's terrified scream. When Hermes fo…