InsaneJournal

Who: Hestia and Peter^baby.
Where: Somewhere outside, okay?
When: Early morning.
What: things.
Status/Rating: Incomplete/Low?



Having Promo only for one night left Hestia feeling exhausted, but of the satisfying kind. When she had left her world, her own children were around his age. She had forgotten how much fun they were and how much energy she had to have in order to keep up with them. From pillow forts, ceilings made of sheets and lots of face and hair painting, Hestia woke up tired but refreshed. She had forgotten what it was like to be a mother to a child and had secretly missed it. Both of her children were older now and she found it awkward to ask them both into a food fight. They had their own fun, as much as they disagreed with one another.

So Hestia settled for being the best grandmother possible. Leaving a full breakfast for Promo with a note promising she would be back soon, Hestia set out for a very early morning hike. Dressed in some yoga pants, a cami with a light fleece, Hestia walked the trails, inhaling the cold crisp of the morning that the sun was chasing away. She needed these moments, just a few moments to be alone, to admire the place in which she was, to remember that she wouldn't be here forever and with a flash, she could be gone back home.

Hestia reached the top of the hill, her hands resting behind her head as she watched the sun rise slowly over the mountains. The moment was almost perfect, but it was missing a vital piece.