I'm Coming Home [Narrative, but Open]
Even mid-morning through Park City didn't give way to much traffic. Not like tourist season and a time when Eros tried to avoid one of his favourite places. But now, it was good and he sped through the streets on his Harley and head up to his mountain home.
He'd avoided his true home for too long and it was time to change that. Eros had spent much time in Concept, maybe more than he should have but he spent time thinking and rethinking about things. And then he finally came back. First to Venice for some relaxing and gaining of his bearing, perhaps a bit of fun and enjoyment too. And then here, and now it was time to go home. Truly go home.
Eros parked his bike in the garage and went upstairs to the main part of the house and looked around, making sure everything was in place as he pulled off his jacket and shirt and flexed his shoulders as his great wings appeared as they should be and stretched out behind him. He walked to his window and looked out at the great mountain and smiled as his fingers toyed over his crossbow.
And he stepped into Concept and headed home.
It was a quick trip through Concept this time, barely a pause and he was at the foot of the steps to his temple. He looked around Olympus. Things seemed different but still the same as always too. Eros looked to his mother's temple nearby and his heart swelled with love, and he did miss her so. Her and his siblings, the rest of his family. He couldn't wait to see them all.
Eros walked up the stairs and pushed open the doors to his temple, his footsteps echoing through the halls. Everything was as was left, though someone had been around for things were tidied as if he'd been there the whole time.