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HadesI kept my promise to Persephone, I sat ward on her while she was tripping down in those deep dimensions so far away from the world we can fathom with our normal senses. There were dimensions there which we could hardly figure out, and I understood that some trippers actually became crazy after a while, like Medusa was said to have been. Even I, lending just a piece of my mind, was affected. My cousin held on to that fragment of mind like a security rope, and she was also using it as a telephone line, sending back her impressions. And I was trying to sort these impression with my logical mind, even if everybody said it was futile. Still, I wor
PersephoneWhile Eleithya went on with soul healing my young cousin Persephone was the one to open my eyes for a new area of research. It all started with me almost colliding with Demeter at the pathway outside my Olympic home. Demeter managed to avoid crashing into me with an odd manoeuvre which almost had her ending up in the thorn bushes instead. I took hold of her arm and noticed that she was pale as a snowman and that her beautiful, dark brown eyes were large and worried.
"Dee, what's wrong?"
"It's Persephone, she hasn't answered her door in 5 days and now she has put a block on the entrance. And I can't get through it. "
"Five days... Well may
Another Heart Breaks"Okay, class is over, Athena. You're doing fine, your progress is excellent. That mortal woman really did get a new life." Anaktoron closed his note book and rose. "Let's go for a walk, it's a wonderful evening." I nodded slightly and let him take my arm, as we walked out through the open terrace doors and took a jumping shortcut the five floors down to the wet grass.
It had stopped raining about an hour ago and now the full moon was shining trough rags of clouds.
"Something you want to talk about?" I guessed as Anaktoron and I started to walk down the pebbled path through the Cretan Garden. Crickets and frogs were calling out their mating
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"This is Anaktoron of Eleithahar," dad said and indicated the tall, white-robed man standing beside his desk. "And these are my daughters Athena, Eleithya and Astraea who have shown interest in learning the art of soul healing. All three of them have taken the basic medicine classes in their youths and on top of that I consider Eleithya being a natural."
The god Anaktoron bowed slightly at us and we nodded back. He was handsome in an exotic way with almost blueish black long hair, light brown skin and the largest, dark eyes there is. Eyes with something surging in them, like a whirlpool and I couldn't let go.
"So Hera left again?" Sakura sighed after hearing Artemis dropping her bomb. "She is getting repetitive, this stepmother of ours. "
"But Taygeta!" Artemis shook her dark head. "She's Hera's employee for faiths sake. Her secretary! "
"Poor mum," Hephaistos said and toyed with his fork. "Why can't dad... Sorry, Hermes, but dads idea of a marriage isn't exactly a mainstream opinion. He's hurting mum with all these affairs. I want this to end!"
We were sitting in my dining room, having finished a light but delicate supper. Dusk was falling outside and the room was in twilight, a gentle, warm candle-light atmosphere. The six of us "Arte
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The aeroplane plant seemed to be the trigger that finally boosted my creation Alfapolis into becoming a real town. Earlier it had just been a minor settlement refusing to grove. Those who came to Alfapolis were mostly hothead pioneers and people who had gotten in trouble elsewhere and wanted to start over again in this new town, but without bothering to drop their earlier erroneous behaviour. Alfapolis had become a town of bar-fights, weird housing, yet weirder businesses and family constellations, a lot of illegal manoeuvring, and even outright crime.
Naturally I had been sad and disappointed. I feared that my big dream was
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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