Page 119 of Styx

a joining celebration.

Much like Styx,

I found myself

clenched fists at the table

at the front of the hall,

laughing divinities

all around me.

I could not see Styx

anywhere, though.

I had spent my time

getting ready while raging

to Leto and Metis

who now stood

worried by either

side of me.

Oceanus was about to

call the festivities

to a halt to speak

when I saw Perses emerge

from amongst the throng.

His eyes briefly met mine,

a subtle nod of comfort

before he approached

my father and Oceanus.

I stood up from my place

and walked toward them.

‘Coeus,’ Perses said,

‘if I may have a word.’

My father, the God of Intellect,

knew from looking between us