DeorumOlympo



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    All myths are true. Beyond the edge of Western Civilization lies the rest of the world. After the Second Olympian War, a restless Percy Jackson sails for the horizon, and never stops.

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    “I like your heels.” Sofia mused, her light eyes casted down at the garments in question, casting the comets of confidence back into Ekaterina.

    “Thank you.” She swayed her legs around underneath the table childishly, “I stole them from a Mrs. Gorbacheva.

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    Katya Goncharova and Sofia—best pairing in Goncharov (1973)

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    Aphrodite admires Hera. She admires the way Hera keeps on going, keeps on living and breathing and getting up even as she sleeps alone in a bed meant for two. Even when Greece is mostly made up of her husband's DNA.

    She admires the queen's strength. Maybe this is why she tells her the truth of who Zeus sees when he looks at Aphrodite.

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    A bunch of greek mythology angst prompts/writing
    None of these are connected in each other unless within another series /gen

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    19 Jul 2022

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    In the end, it’s simple. All it takes is one quick, clean swing of his sword and it’s over. The sarcophagus disintegrates, red-gold dust crumbling around him, seeping into the floor of the Labyrinth. 

    He runs as the room shakes in his former master’s impotent rage. The floor cracks beneath him, the walls tip forward, and the ceiling shakes, plaster raining down like ash. He breathes in a mouthful of that red dust, but he doesn’t have time to retch. He runs like he did when he was seven and his mom was reaching for him, all green-sick eyes and hissed poison, her hands twisting into claws, like he did when he was fourteen and the small weight of Annabeth in his arms was the only thing keeping him from looking back to where Thalia fell, like he did when he was seventeen and a dragon was looking to make a meal of him. 

    He makes it out of the room right before it collapses. Of course he does. Luke’s always been good at running. 

    [In which Kronos may be dead, but the revolution isn't.]

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