Phobos (fearandpanic) wrote in monstersandgods, @ 2017-04-27 19:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | [log], medusa, phobos |
Log: Medusa & Phobos
After the Guilt. After the Remorse. After the Mourning.
Nothing was better.
The boy had killed thousands and thousands in his long and useless life but this was different.
This had been Betrayal.
This had been Cowardice.
Even if he could have, the boy wouldn't know how to ever look her in the eye again. The monster that turned out to be a just a girl with scales for skin and snakes for hair and a heart as wounded and broken as his.
He never thought he'd hurt her. He never thought he'd cause her any harm. He never thought he'd cause her death.
Sensing her before he saw her, Phobos remained in his seat with the mortal girl - soft brown hair, too soft skin, unclouded too soft eyes - in his lap. A soft inhale, a soft exhale. This time he'd known the Gorgon was looking for him so this mortal one, flesh and bone and warm warm blood, was an offering to her.