Page 54 of Hekate: The Witch

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ever simply fallen away?

I thought I knew terror.

I thought I had faced loss.

But nothing could prepare me

for this.

For just a few seconds

I too was Atlas,

all of the heavens

on my shoulders

crushing me

till nothing was left.

‘Do You Still Want to See Him?’

It was the way Styx asked this question.

She was not one to speak so quietly.

Whispers were not a familiar sound from her.

Neither was fear.

But when I saw her face,

I saw it. She was afraid.

Of what? What was I about to see?

I looked at her, then at Hades.

A steely determination gripped me.

‘Yes.’

A Walk Through Tartarus

I knew I had to be brave.

It was what my mother taught me.

Courage would be the name of my story.

So with Hades leading us

and Styx holding my hand tight,

we crossed the river of fire.

Stepping on raised stone

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