Well the main character is just me. Just my story. To start she was a free and slightly feral child. School and adults and rules trained it out of her. Placed in AP classes in HS, but it never came to anything other than self judgement when I didn’t actually do great, nor enjoy those classes.
String of abusive encounters and a variation of sins committed. Now I’m nearing 40.
I have lines on my f...
The saying goes that
Those goosebumps you feel
On warm days
Are only explained
From footsteps on your grave.
There’s no warning though
When the path of a former you
Collides with a future you.
That thing they call déjà vu
But this time it’s more frustrating
Because you DO know them.
After all, this stranger in the street
Is only yesterday my friend.
Or is it tomorrow?...
Hercules. What a joke. A bastard son of a bastard god. Soon he will realize his own insignificance. Soon he will taste his humanity, after all he’s only a half breed. It’s not like he will be remembered and revered for all ages - as I am destined to be. I am Hera. Goddess on high, ruler of Olympus. I’d be good at it too if it wasn’t for that damn sorry excuse for a husband. Zeus the almighty king ...
I was worshipped once. Feared once. I’ve fallen so damn far now that I’m climbing and clawing my way back to my own goddess damned temple. The anger can wait, let it simmer until it is precise, furious and unstoppable. Now I just have to keep moving, that’s how they buried me last time. I stayed still for too long.
Long before this reign of masculinity, there was divine balance and order in the ...
I wasn’t sure about this planet. There was evidence of some sort of…sickness. But, any port in a storm as they say. I’m not sure who, but someone. It was a poor choice.
As soon as I began my entry I knew right away. Too hot. I’m already burning, burning all the way through. I had to seriously keep it together as my insides started to tear apart. Too damn hot.
It’s not the worst damage I’ve had m...
I think I just met the happiest person in the world!
He was so kind and never stopped smiling.
When my daughter said hello he was so polite
When she asked to be picked up he quickly obliged with a gigantic grin on his face.
Even though he looked awful tired. I could even see the angular shapes of his bones through the holes in his shirt. His feet must’ve hurt as he tossed my daughter in the air...
It was so subtle. The undoing of us. A glance up and suddenly the man I saw my future in was simply a plump, placid-eyed, red-faced stranger and I did not appreciate the way he was slurping or breathing or existing really.
Sluuuuurrrp.
Cough, sigh, snort. The man was on repeat.
Sluuuuurrrrp.
Cough, sigh, snort.
JUST CHOKE ALREADY I glare.
I remember our daughter then. The best thing I’ve ever...
