“I’ll warn you next time,” he said, snapping his fingers to dress Prometheus in something he would wear ordinarily, especially somewhere so warm.
Hades smiled at Prometheus before his expression went very dark. He knelt, putting his arms out to take Prometheus’ hands. “Come inside, and I’ll tell you,” he said, eyes dark and watery. God, what to say. He knew he’d think of something, but how to explain it so he understood? Prometheus would never forgive lies. But how would he find out? He feared what Prometheus might remember...
Hades led him into the beautiful little house. The windows were distinctly amaurotine, the gardening so lush and calming... the inside was furnished beautifully and orderly, befitting of a man of his station.
He sat him in the sitting room, which held only three seats. He conjured a tea pot and stared at it for several seconds.
“Amaurot... is no more. None of the ancient cities still stand since the Doom.”
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Hades smiled at Prometheus before his expression went very dark. He knelt, putting his arms out to take Prometheus’ hands. “Come inside, and I’ll tell you,” he said, eyes dark and watery. God, what to say. He knew he’d think of something, but how to explain it so he understood? Prometheus would never forgive lies. But how would he find out? He feared what Prometheus might remember...
Hades led him into the beautiful little house. The windows were distinctly amaurotine, the gardening so lush and calming... the inside was furnished beautifully and orderly, befitting of a man of his station.
He sat him in the sitting room, which held only three seats. He conjured a tea pot and stared at it for several seconds.
“Amaurot... is no more. None of the ancient cities still stand since the Doom.”