But this?
This was different.
I knew without Hermes telling me
that this was a darker thing.
Another war between immortals
that could devastate the
order of everything we had become used to.
A part of me was terrified.
And yet there was a smaller part,
a vengeful, simmering fury
that looked at his fear,
the same panic he and his had inflicted
on my family and thought,
Good.
‘You Have to Help Us’
I frowned at his words.
What could he possibly mean?
‘The giants. They have
found their way onto Olympus
and even Zeus cannot
defeat them. We are weakened.
Demeter’s destruction
has taken too many mortal lives.
There are not enough
humans left to pray to us
and without their prayers
our powers have been failing.
We need your help.’
I stood stock-still.
My body was cold