Giver of Joy
It was Hermes that Charon paddles for all of time, wades through the river of souls and rocks against the lapping wakes. For the moment he delivered, passing between hands, a small but holy touch.
Read MoreIt was Hermes that Charon paddles for all of time, wades through the river of souls and rocks against the lapping wakes. For the moment he delivered, passing between hands, a small but holy touch.
Read More“A blessing or a curse, this gift? Once he revered his birthright with such pride. But now—but now he had one more thing to lose.”
Read More“His Icarus reminded him of the story of love, Ariadne’s favorite—one soul living in two bodies destined to walk the earth until they found each other again. He felt it, then, as their fragment of daylight was put to bed and the blanket of night dropped them into darkness.”
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