Styx (Goddesses of the Underworld #2)

162. The Dream

The Dream

Five nights passed and I should have been

in the most peaceful rest of my immortality.

Instead, as Perses slept beside me,

I fell into a troubled, strange sleep.

My body tensed with a certain fear,

something I could not name.

I was not surprised at the red sky

of my dream, the sign of warnings.

But what made my heart

beat like a drum within my chest

was from the red sky above,

I heard the cries of a thousand Gods.

The sound of adamantine clashing

against adamantine,

and loudest of all, I heard the sound

of thunder. Thunder that raged

as I watched ichor fall

like fire from the sky

into the churning seas below.