InsaneJournal

I went to Greece, to Athens and Corinth and Arkadía. Nothing is the same as it used to be. The temples are all shadows of what they once were and the air isn’t as soothing, the ground feels different and when I went to see Mount Olympus, it was foreign, empty, upsetting. It’s still beautiful but it’s beauty is bland and no longer divine.

If Zeus were here he’d make them fix everything.

This world almost makes me long for my family, although I don’t think I’d like to see Hera again. She was a bitch. The Queen of Bitches.

I think I’ll go play with the vampires. One of you should come along, one of you who isn’t human, or maybe just not a fragile, regular human. If you’re normal and weak, I might break you. I don’t care, but you might.