Hannah kouthavïe :
“As atreous raised his blade, he had come to terms that he would gain godhood… but would loose a sister. “Please…mercy! I beg you brother “ she cried. And as the blade came down, and as her breath left, so did she .but there was no ichor, no nectar of the gods, only the truth staring at a man who wasn’t beaten in battle, nor by an enemy, but by his greed and pride. Haima was no child of Olympius , she was his sister, was his sister, but how can you forgive or love when there is no life. She was no handmaid of the gods, nor was she an incarnation of one, nor a title given to her by greedy ungrateful men…she was haima, and haima was dead.”- “haima” by me. Writing it rn with this song as an inspiration. Inspired by Greek mythology.😅
2026-10-23 21:26:28