Zeus Thunderer (thunderousking) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-02-26 22:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | !mini-log, !zurvan, angrboda, artemis, skadi, zeus, ♛cihuateteo♛ |
[Zeus has been quiet lately because - well. To say that Zeus is not well is like saying that it gets a little cold in Glastheim. His physicians do not give him much time. More than hours but probably not days.
And, so, he's been closeted in his offices, avoiding everyone but his closest administrative staff, ensuring that everything - the line of succession, his will, every state secret - is in order. The time has come now, though, to let his family and his faction know.
His penmanship is as firm as ever. It is not the writing of a dying man. He is dying, though, and he's not so arrogant as to believe that everyone will mourn him.]
[filter; angrboda]
Yes, I have been avoiding you. Yes, it has been cowardly of me. We have a situation. I have no doubt that black will suit you, my dear.
My physicians tell me that I have been poisoned. One of them theorises that it is from the Glasthein water supply. Whatever the case, I do not have much longer.
[filter; right hand, diplomat, general; visible to angrboda]
It appears that I am dying and soon. Poison which, I am told, is a woman's weapon. Speak to the healers for details. Support my son.
[filter; hypnos]
My son. I'd hoped to spare you this for a few more years at least but you will be ascending to the throne of Svarga imminently. I am dying. It seems that this year is the year for regicide. Be careful what you drink.
Come and see me this afternoon.
[filter; sigyn]
My darling girl. I miss you already. I hope that you shall not miss me even more. I would travel to tell you if I could but I do not have the luxury of time. I am dying - poison. I gather it will get much worse before the end. Please know that you have always made me proud.
[filter; artemis, hebe]
Daughters. There is no easy way to tell you this and I am sorry that it comes at such a time of turmoil. I have been poisoned and am likely to be dead within days, if not sooner. You will be taken care of, I promise. Be happy, my girls. You have a proud father.
[filter; pestilence]
If you can, come to Svarga. I may be dead before you arrive. I have been poisoned but speak with my healers when you are come. Perhaps you can help them uncover the truth of the matter.
Do not limit yourself, my son. You are destined for great things.