Hello, Brother
The door slams shut behind me and a gun’s hammer cocks, the feeling of cold steel sitting at the back of my skull.
I’m supposed to be one of the few gods who has a happy ending, right? Psyche and I end up living happily ever after? Wrong. As a result of my mother’s vanity, I felt compelled to step in when a mortal was being worshipped as being more beautiful than my mother, Aphrodite. Then I met her, fell in love with her, married her, and kept her safe in the darkness of our home. So long as she didn’t look upon my face, know that she had in fact been married to the god of love, my mother would be satisfied, believing her to be married to some hideous beast. It was the only way I could be with the woman I loved. Why couldn’t she listen to me? We could’ve been happy. Eros, the mischievous god of love & sex, has returned to Olympus, to…mixed reviews.
The door slams shut behind me and a gun’s hammer cocks, the feeling of cold steel sitting at the back of my skull.
This is what’s pulled me home. My father’s broken heart. His lost love.
Would my mother wait impatiently on the doorstep, hoping to make amends for past wrongs? Would my father be there? My siblings?
There was the sound of roaring in my ears, and I rubbed the heel of my palm over my heart. Something terrible has happened. Something relating to love.