231. That Word
That Word
It was a cruel haunting.
The story of my childhood destroyed,
the trauma of my parents lost,
all connected to that one word,
a single, three-letter word:
War .
Of course there had been wars
between mortals,
the Gods ensured it.
But this?
This was different.
I knew without Hermes telling me
that this was a darker thing.
Another war between immortals
that could devastate the
order of everything we had become used to.
A part of me was terrified.
And yet there was a smaller part,
a vengeful, simmering fury
that looked at his fear,
the same panic he and his had inflicted
on my family and thought,
Good.
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