for some time, then said,
‘Styx is my dearest friend,
very much a sister to me.
I too would like to see her content,
instead of forced into an arrangement
not of her choosing.’
He nodded and asked,
‘What if we helped them?’
His scent enveloped me,
like the earth after rainfall.
I closed my eyes and composed myself.
‘What precisely are you
suggesting we do?’
A mischievous smile
spread across his face.
‘Perhaps we find ways
to bring them together.
I believe they have
more in common than
they realize. While they are resigned
to their fate, we can show them
that this fate is not such a terrible thing.
Pallas is partial to fermented
wines, handcrafted objects, and quiet.
What does Styx enjoy?’
I considered this. It was hard
to think with him so close.
‘Styx enjoys being away
from Oceanus’s palace.
She likes the quiet