rulers make bad lovers
you better put your kingdom up for sale
She hums beneath her breath as she watches the young boy, pleased by the company that he offers her, even if perhaps he doesn’t quite understand her predicament. She is reminded, again, of her son -- of Lykaon when he had been young, before the bitterness and his inherited sociopathy had come into play in gruesome ways, before she’d been forced to admit that she loved her oldest son but she didn’t quite like who he had become.you better put your kingdom up for sale
“Exploring is quite fun,” She agrees, and she thinks with a pang of her lost wings, of how easily she had once soared above any lands she had wished to investigate, how easily it had been for her to move around. She had once loved to spend hours, days even up amongst the clouds, only returning to the land once her muscles had begun to ache too much to keep herself aloft. Now, here she was, trapped, although she supposed there could be worse places to be trapped.
“Solis -- yes. I believe so.”
She had never paid much attention to Gods, after all, and her attention was quickly grabbed by the strange creature that wrapped itself around Pan’s neck. Her first thought is that the creature is a snack, but instead the young boy seems to have given it a name -- interesting. Perhaps not a snack, then.
“I have never heard it named, no. It is always ‘The Oasis’.”
@Pan
