Their leader, Perses, has already
been taken down and tied to the side of the cavern.’
He pointed to the marble floors
of Olympus. As we watched,
a strange thing happened.
Tendrils of gold rose from inside
the marble, and like ivy,
began to take over the floor.
‘Each Titan God who stood against me,’
Zeus said coldly. ‘Their ichor
will be used to turn this mountain into gold.’
My Chest Felt Hollow
Under our feet,
the blood of Perses was turning
the white marble floors of Olympus
into ichor gold. A reminder
of everything we had lost.
I turned to look at Pallas.
His eyes were closed in pain,
his jaw clenched tight.
I reached for his hand, but he flinched.
I knew he blamed me for this.
But this would have been our sons’ fates,
his fate too. Could he not see that?
I did what I could to save them all.
But Zeus was not finished.
He turned to those of us gathered.
‘As for the Titanides, the wives
and daughters of these Titans’ –
he paused to look at his brother