August 05, 2021, 09:55 PM
Nothingness, limbo, and warmth. That was the existence little Hermes had grown used to the moment he gained some sort of consciousness. If he had any thoughts, he’d think this is how it would always be. He’d be wrong.
Hermes would learn early on that existence was subject to change. He was involuntary released from his dark cocoon and entered a new world. It’s cold and overwhelming. Nothing like the silent void from where he came. If only he could speak. He’d demand whoever brought him out here to take him back. Alas, he couldn’t say a word. The man he’d one day call father should be grateful for that. Still, he could be saved from Hermes’s squeals.
And he wouldn’t have shut his trap had his dad not guided him closer to his belly. It’s there he found warmth again. Warmth and food. Save for a few grunts, Hermes quietly drank. Then he slept.
Hermes would learn early on that existence was subject to change. He was involuntary released from his dark cocoon and entered a new world. It’s cold and overwhelming. Nothing like the silent void from where he came. If only he could speak. He’d demand whoever brought him out here to take him back. Alas, he couldn’t say a word. The man he’d one day call father should be grateful for that. Still, he could be saved from Hermes’s squeals.
And he wouldn’t have shut his trap had his dad not guided him closer to his belly. It’s there he found warmth again. Warmth and food. Save for a few grunts, Hermes quietly drank. Then he slept.
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look at the fire and think of me - by Zephyr - August 05, 2021, 01:40 AM
RE: look at the fire and think of me - by Hermes - August 05, 2021, 09:55 PM
RE: look at the fire and think of me - by Dionysus - August 06, 2021, 12:28 PM
RE: look at the fire and think of me - by Zephyr - August 07, 2021, 10:04 PM