with full divine powers.
And the Oceanids
will live to serve and nurture
what was within their brothers’
rivers and their father’s seas.’
None of my sisters reacted,
but I felt like my insides
had been crushed,
so much so that I forgot
both my place and my silence.
‘But this means
we have no divine powers!
Nothing but our immortality!’
I felt the hard stare of my father
and heard the hiss of an angry aunt.
But my words were spoken
with such indignation
that Kronos’s blazing eyes
found me
amongst all my siblings.
‘Styx!’
It was the first time my mother
had even acknowledged me
in an age. The curse, I suppose,
of having thousands of children
is that you could spend an immortality
not speaking to some of them.
I did not turn to look at her.
Instead, I met the God-King’s glare
with the hot, burning rage