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Newt Scamander ([personal profile] newtralize) wrote2019-03-08 10:26 pm

The End Of Love



We were reaching in the dark
That summer in New York
And it was so far to fall
But it didn't hurt at all
And let it wash away, wash away
periit: (ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍɪsᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ)

[personal profile] periit 2020-10-01 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
You’re right, [ He admits quietly but follows it with a one shouldered shrug. ] However, I also think you misdirect her reasoning. [ The other gods though, he’s not sure. Death was a subject none of them liked, understood or cared for, truthfully. He wouldn’t know the extent—while he interacted with many of the gods and goddesses, he wasn’t very close to them. Only amiable. ]

No, you’ll only have the whole of Olympia looking for me if my mother decides to worry. [ And she often did, just not enough to call the other gods to arms. For all Zeus had wronged her by, it was unlikely he would deny her something like this in fear of ramification. Still. Persephone did tell her he’d be gone most of the day. Hades didn’t need to know that.

Yet.

Laughter bubbles up that catches in the back of his throat, the sound hushed.
] My, how unprepared we are. You want to get to know me? [ Moving his hand from his hip, Persephone smoothes over his linens and fixes his belt as he looks around the room. ] I would like the same. [ He turns back to Hades, taking in his mask. ] Show me your domain.