01 May - GMT +2
"Guess what!" "Wha'?" "IT'S PAST MIDNIGHT HERE AND THAT MEANS IT'S A SPECIAL DAY!" "Labour Day?" "...yes, that too. BUT! IT'S ALSO THE POPE'S BIRTHDAY!"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NIK! THE GERMAN PUNKS AND LEFT-WING-ACTIVISTS WILL WREAK HAVOC TOMORROW AND GET INTO A FIGHT WITH THE POLICE ALL FOR YOOO~ ♥
Duty One word from his father is enough for him to take off without looking back and she hopes he receives the appreciation he deserves - but she doubts it.
Roses "Because," she explains patiently, answering his question why these flowers are so red, "they grow on soil that has soaked up the the blood of thousands of mortals."
Hollow When they meet again, she realises that all the tears he never sheds have worn him so thin that his pretty shell is almost transparent, and it makes her wonder why nobody else sees it.
Poison "Did you love him?" her beautiful boy asks, and she just smiles, thinking that whether she's loved Poseidon doesn't matter because it was Poseidon's love for her that ruined them forever.
Pretty He calls her pretty and she believes him.
Regret Sometimes she wished they'd met before she became this because she wanted to know - see with her own eyes - if his hair was as golden as she imagined and if his eyes really were the colour of the sky.
Snakes They kept nipping at his ear, drawing tiny little droplets of blood and small yelps from him but when she laughed - low and raspy - he thought it was worth it.
Snow He forgets, she thinks, that although she wears the skin of a woman, she is still more reptile than human and that reptiles are never fond of the cold, but for the first time in a long time he looks happy, so she agrees to stay in this winter wonderland with him. Solid Curled up against him she falls asleep, knowing that she will wake up the next morning without frosted dew covering her skin.
Strange There are exactly two men (one man and a boy) she cares about and those two have nothing in common except for their love for her.