Page 63 of Hekate: The Witch
As a child I ached for company,
but now that I was older,
I yearned for it even more.
I wanted to talk to someone
who knew their purpose,
someone perhaps my own age.
When the yearning grew too loud
and during the days that Charon,
Pallas and Styx were nowhere to be seen,
I would walk with my lantern
to a safe distance
from where Cerberus stood.
He growled and barked
but the noise of another being
that breathed in this place where
nothing seemed to breathe
gave the restlessness in me
a little bit of peace.
I would sit for hours,
until he got tired of his barking
and lay down, one pair of six eyes
watching me suspiciously.
It happened on a day like this.
I was sitting with my lantern,
Cerberus straining against his chain,
all three heads barking at me,
when a voice spoke to me from the dark.
‘If you want to be friends with him
you need to give him treats.’
I frowned, turning my light
