Emet Selch ([personal profile] firstworldproblem) wrote 2020-11-28 07:42 pm (UTC)

Re: 307

[He slips free of his mortal form leaving Five with an empty chair and his gathered men and women.

If lust can be attributed to heated turbulence, this is calm like a bottomless stilled lake wrapped in a thousand blankets and a strong embrace. Vast. Endless. Easy enough to drown in for an eternity.

Where his mind begins and Hades' ends is a fickle thing. Some thoughts he will easily recognize as his own. Others, well, if he had doubts how much he was admired or how proud of himself he should be for both academic and personal endeavors, they fade away. Any doubts of Hades' love and the anchored weight of expectations he's placed upon him. All parts of both their mind laid bare if they only wished to dig.

Hades does not speak. He does not have to. He simply invites him in to be adored and comforted much as he is seeking the same. And there of course, is Zodiark, but would he be able to even distinguish that voice from Hades' own.]

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