91. To Be a Prophet in a Time of Danger
To Be a Prophet in a Time of Danger
was to sense every movement
within my very bones.
As the voices in my head chattered,
I saw how everyone around me
began to act in stranger ways.
In Oceanus’s palace, when I visited,
where carefree laughter once resounded,
voices had become more hushed.
Oceanus himself was scarce in those days.
My father and his other Titan brothers
were frequently in his chambers
and River Gods prevented Styx or me
from entering, so we could not hear
what they were speaking of.
My father would come home
an exhaustion in his eyes,
whilst my mother would fret
after they would speak in secret.
When I thought back to this moment later,
perhaps I should have seen
the darkness that lurked
around the corner.
Perhaps I should have seen
how quickly my world was changing.
How nothing would ever
be the same again.