Part 1 | Part 2 “Lachesis has a lot of explaining to do,” the dark-haired woman muttered to herself as she stormed the familiar path between the puddles of standing water amongst the darkened trees. Skotádne rubbed the skin around her finger, where she felt the loop of thread connecting her to the other thing ...

She’d always existed. She wandered the streets of the city. Men atop carts preached of a time when only light existed, but she remembered it differently. “Skotádne!” A glowing young priestess called, scampering down the temple steps toward her friend. “How are you? Have you come to celebrate the Dionysus feast with everyone? Well, except ...

“Excuse me, Sir?” He turned to the voice and promptly lost his ability to speak. There was a waitress in front of him, and for the first time in this life, he could see her. He could see her! There, right in front of him, was a girl, not much younger than his now body, ...

||Part One|| The night air ruffled his hair as Hestia escorted him back to his apartment. Drawing on memories far older than his current self, he imagined the piles of snow and slush that slopped beneath his shoes. The scent of the ice and chill wetness was enough to give him an image of the ...

Hades didn’t often leave his home, but he’d never turn down the opportunity to make his brothers and sisters uncomfortable. Demeter’s party was an ideal place to do that.  It was a lovely house she’d built. French doors, pure white scaffolding, elegant pathways of flat stone that lead to large rooms painted in pale greens ...