my eyes glistening with tears.
I had missed her deeply,
even though I had tried not to.
Eras without her had been
so hard to bear. Her own eyes
spilled over with tears as she whispered,
‘Styx.’ We embraced
and I remembered
all those days when we were girls.
Everything we had made together,
from the eels to the starfox,
eons ago, and yet those memories
were the happiest of my life.
I realized then as I felt her body hold mine,
how motherhood had changed us both.
‘Asteria,’ I said quietly,
pulling back to take a look at her,
‘I heard you had a child.’
Betrayal
In a happier time, we would have been
together through each child’s birth,
as we had promised each other
all those years ago, our naivety stemming
from an immortality that had never known
war, destruction, pain.
Torn apart by this conflict,
we had missed so much of each other’s lives.
Perses and Pallas had still got to see each other
through the wars, but we had been kept apart
all this time. Goddesses and nymphs were forbidden