Ferula Communis

Prometheus Do you feel the wrath of God run through your veins? For that is what you are, the wrath of a God, embodied, personified; smirking. A little boy playing with matches, and clay on your hands. you let the smoke fill your lungs, for if you are to die anyway, you will do with love on your breath.

[lostboyshq-blog]

An ethereal glow emitted off the phosphorescent pavemented paths, alone in its glow, it cast a halcyon enchantment on the gardens. The quietude and shiftless leaves surrounding, pacified the titan, deserting him in a world of his own. Prometheus, with parted lips and lashes kissing cheeks, rested with the forgotten trouble of the day. His mind taking the concise break while the others rested in comfortable quarters fit for kings. Stifling his breath, the tranquil male felt his muscles tense at the presence of another. He remained as still as possible, in hopes that they would leave without taking notice of his form hidden between the stretched-out grass.

[underconstruction123]

athena turned back to her book as she continued to read, not interested in trying to defend herself any more in front of an utter ass, “i have no reason to explain myself to you. i guess i am my father’s daughter then, lucky for me, selfishness runs in the family.  if you could kindly, piss off before i castrate you, it would be much appreciated.” she spoke as she did not lift her gaze off the words.

[lostboyshq-blog]

A tormenting smirk slithered onto his lips as he neatly set the scriptures aside. “As you wish,” he rattled her with a condescending tone. Bowing airily before he leisurely made his exit. 

[underconstruction123]

“I have never fallen in love or met someone i want to spend a long time with. i hope even in this mortal body, i can still stay a virgin but i am no longer who i use to be. time will tell now, they have already turned us mortal, why not make me susceptible to love.” athena laughed softly before bowing her head, “i apologise, i just get worked up sometimes.”

[lostboyshq-blog]

“For someone that rejects the mere notion of love, you surely speak of it considerably,” the sagacious titan uttered, his words followed by a minute yawn. Quick to grow weary of this, he knew that it didn’t matter what he said, the goddess would only blame her change of heart on the conspirator behind this mortal scheme. “No apologies required. You are a god and I never take offence from selfishly driven beings.”

[underconstruction123]

athena rolled her eyes as she continued reading her book, “i speak so surely because not even aphrodite had any affects on me when she tried to get me to love.” she looked up from her book and smiled brightly, “and i don’t even care about what you have to say.”

[lostboyshq-blog]

“You should not take matters of the heart so lightly or dismissively. Aphrodite cannot will your heart to feel anythi—” Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he fell silent; reminding himself that it was not his place to speak. “Of course not,” he shrugged unaffected by her words. “But it was you that instigated this conversation, and it was only decent of me to reply.”

[bymconlight-blog]

“How very noble of you, dear Prometheus. I suppose that is one of the things you and I have in common.” A gentle, kind smile marked its presence on her soft lips. She had heard countless times before about how selfless she was, about how her lack of vanity was a rare thing among gods and goddesses, and if anything that made Selene prouder of her own self. When the man started to answer her question, the personification of the moon simply listened in curiosity, her smile growing bigger. It was great to be speaking to someone who shared of her love towards mortals, it made her feel less alone – which was always a good thing when it came down to Selene. “Your words would never be meager, and yet I can see in your eyes what letters cannot spell. How very lovely of you, gentle one, to hold good feelings towards these people. It’s refreshing.”

[lostboyshq-blog]

Flustered, the titan’s cheeks feigned rose petals in their hue; this causing him to lowering his gaze to his feet. He had long forgotten kind words, especially ones concocted for him. Unsure of how to proceed, he caged his tongue between his teeth. Trying to gather his composure and starve his cheeks from color, once more. “They are innovators,” he finally managed to state aloud. “Architects of their own minds that can lead a life through their own fabrications without what we have to offer. The gods belittle them, but I believe this is only because they think that by shunning them, they would not have to acknowledge how competent the mortals are without them.” Steadily, he found himself fixing his eyes upon the lucent moon before him. “They are men of science and no longer have the need of tyrant gods to control their fates. They are frightened by them. For how long could a god exist with none to believe in them?”

[underconstruction123]

athena looked at the other before biting her bottom lip, “i was fond of them. i protected them, aided them but i never saw it as love, more fondness. i am immune to romantic love is what i meant by i am glad i’ll never fall in love again.” she spoke as she answered his question. 

[lostboyshq-blog]

Humming in acknowledgement, the male returned his gaze to the scriptures in hand. “Immune,” he echoed back her word; sagacity weighing it down, as it pressed against his thin lips. “You speak of this so surely, and yet, virgin maiden—” Prometheus used her title with taunting intent. “You’ve never sounded more foolish.”

[underconstruction123]

“i do not understand how civilisations went into chaos, families torn apart and more over something as stupid as love. i have never heard of a sillier thing. i am thankfully that i will never ever fall in love with someone.” athena spoke as she put down another book before looking at the other, “love is an irrational, overrated thing.”

[lostboyshq-blog]

Diverting his attentive glaciers for eyes from the printed words to the goddess across, he listened; respecting her regardless of who she came from. "Irrational and overrated only if you want it to be,” he murmured in light response. “Did you not love those you protected? Love is not limited to one face, and you should not meld your personal reflections with the actuality of a thing.”

[erosfordays-deactivated20180325]

“Okay– So, I just heard a hilarious joke. Knock knock!” Eros said, amused. “C’mon, you have to reply with ‘who’s there’! Otherwise I can’t tell it!”

[lostboyshq-blog]

Raising his brows, the titan was dressed in scrutiny. “Who’s there?” Prometheus unsurely played along, quite curious as to where this would end.

[jisoyoon-blog]

                   “I never knew any of you personally beforehand, so I have no idea whether it has to do with the situation in hand that some are more... let’s say annoyed.” Patroclus commented with a small shrug as he started pouring the main ingredients into a bowl, doing his best not to make a mess. “The tension is in the air. The atmosphere was slightly less tense in the medical tent I was working in the Trojan War. And that’s saying something.”

[lostboyshq-blog]

“None of us are far from our hearsays,” the titan unveiled with a statement not too far from the truth. Like men, gods were judged for what deeds they’ve executed, good or bad; and these were the things that made them who they were. Prometheus cautiously helped when needed, cracking an egg and slowly letting it drizzle into the bowl before the yolk ploughed into the mix. “This is because you are now partaking in the calm before the storm, it is more ghastly than any chaos, I believe.”

[lenatf-deactivated20160302]

“it is much too quiet,” enyo mused, her mind working rapidly as she thought of things to do to appease her boredom. “i wonder what there is to do,” she hummed, a sweet smile on her normally blank face, hinting at the coming trouble she was planning for the afternoon.

[lostboyshq-blog]

“Conceivably, you can wonder elsewhere. I’ve no interest in hearing what your saccharine smile might entail.” Prometheus— who was enjoying the quiet Enyo was determined to ruin, muttered this fairly loud enough for her to hear. “Trouble the sun,” by this he meant Apollo. “It would do him well to busy himself in the same elsewhere you’ll be drifting off to.”

[punkwarrenmoving]

Do you feel the wrath of God run through your veins? For that is what you are, the wrath of a God, embodied, personified; smirking. A little boy playing with matches, and clay on your hands. You inhale the smoke, the flesh, your creation; (if you could, you would burn that mountain down, and bow at the end of your performance;) you let the smoke fill your lungs, for if you are to die anyway, you will do with love on your breath. The clay has stained your fingers but you don’t care, you and that eagle became friends a long time ago.

public enemy prometheus (x)

[nachtfclter-blog]

      this was a new expression. the sun’s eyes flickered. his mind shifted, astute expression softening at the other’s words. there was a lacking in the amusement he expressed, though his eyes gleamed just as brightly. he hesitated a moment before reaching out to touch. his fingers glazed across the titan’s forearm, brief before falling away to rest halfway between them. “ alright. “

[lostboyshq-blog]

Biting down on the tip of his tongue behind closed lips, Prometheus’ eye wavered with feeling. Glistening like mirrors which he quickly shunned away behind thick lashes, as he traced the fingers of the paradox to his side. The corner of his lips twitched, no longer amused by this hold he had on him. “Then go do that,” the words conveyed harshly before he returned to his former position.

[sclf-lcathing]

      “you’re boring.” everything was boring. “entertain me, prometheus.” zeus tilted his head at the other, knowing very well prometheus would do no such thing. he tapped his mouth, eyes narrowing as he scanned prometheus’ form. how difficult would it be to fight off the other if he suddenly decided to take advantage of his mortality. “what do you think of our situation?”

[lostboyshq-blog]

Restraining himself from rolling his eyes at the fallen god, he pushed himself off the wall and poured themselves two flutes filled with nectar. “Mortals have coined this adage I find quite amusing; only the boring get bored.” The hint of derision tainted his tongue as he offered Zeus his glass with a smirk played across his lips. “Come now, Zeus. We are more familiar than this, and you well know my thoughts have no intention be shared with you.”

[kosmonav-deactivated20160824]

“ if brother sleep is responsible for this, i will throw all loyalties to the wind and set my dear daughter upon him in his own home as soon as i wake. though he would know this. do you really think he would do such a thing to us? nyx and thanatos are here too, i’ve heard. ”

[lostboyshq-blog]

“It was but a passing thought, Eris. No need to get so violent over a theory. But no, I have no proof of this and surely, Nyx nor Thanatos would fall for such treachery— and so blindingly.”

[nachtfclter-blog]

   it was only when the titan’s head was turn that apollo’s amusement seemed to dissipate from his expression, instead one of cautious placidness replaced it. he observed the prometheus’ body, the distance the titan placed between them by simply turning his head. the sun reached out a hand, as if to touch the other, except it hovered. just above fabric and skin. thoughtful, he withdraw. “ nothin’ I consider better to do. “ apollo responded to the question, voice distant as he continued his observation. 

[lostboyshq-blog]

Prometheus could feel the weight shift against the mattress, and with it, he stifled his breath in apprehension. At the absence of a touch, he went to let out a sigh, but it was disrupted by Apollo’s words. Escaping as quivering breath, the sagacious titan was hesitant in his skin. For once, he felt uncomfortable and timorous in comparison. Dithering, he moved. Lifting his weight upon his forearms, he turned to face the god with skeptical eyes. His orbs frigid and confused made him look much younger and naïve, even. “Learn to straighten out your priorities, perhaps.” His tone unconvincing and lacked strength, which would inevitably cause it to pass without purpose.

[bymconlight-blog]

The goddess was able to catch up with his light tease, and a gentle laughter escaped her rosy lips. “Never. I do enjoy your kind words, but please, do not ever feel like you must compliment me. I will admit I don’t have the loveliest of faces — perhaps I would be easily forgettable among a crowd.” And she didn’t have the slightest bit of a problem with that. Selene was selfless, and she didn’t feel the need to prove herself more beautiful or important than anyone. She was pleased with her state of mind and appearance, and that was what truly mattered to her. She kept her soft hand on his shoulder, gently caressing it as if to comfort Prometheus for whatever reason. “Fascinating creatures, aren’t they? Simple, and yet so clever and tender at times… Tell me, what fascinates you about the mortal world?” The moon questioned, tilting her head to the side in expectation.

[lostboyshq-blog]

“I do not care for flattery and so cease my tongue from touching it,” he aimed this kindly, letting the goddess know that whatever he said was what he believed to be true. This was why he chose to word things the way he did, he would not call just anything beautiful, for beauty embraced a variety of elements— all of which were created to be used accordingly. “What fascinates me?” He repeated this almost breathlessly as he turned to face her. Where could he possibly begin? He spent so much time on perfecting them to the bodies of gods, and yet they held the possibility of surpassing their creators. By denying them the gifts from the god, they might’ve come through the gods, but not from them. “I wouldn’t be able to convey this in not even my meager words. Everything, everything about them fascinates me.”

[nachtfclter-blog]

     the sun watched him with a wide smile, waiting for the response from the titan to come. with shining eyes, he observed the smile, so simple, so small, on the other’s lips with delight. “ so, I get your sympathy an’ others wouldn’ ? “ the mortal god prompted, grin forming. “ still sounds like ‘m special to me. “ ultimately, apollo was aware his words were simply one of teasing. he wouldn’t be surprised, in the end, if the titan disliked him for simply being a god- for what he, himself had done, for what he would do in the future.

[lostboyshq-blog]

“Take it in whatever form you wish.” Returning to his calloused shell, Prometheus’ tongue weighed heavily with insult, however, his heart disrupted it from ever being uttered. He could’ve easily offended the other by claiming that receiving sympathy from anyone should’ve been a shameful thing, at least, that’s how the titan understood it. And yet still, he let the lucent god down gently. “You are quite the thorn,” Prometheus shed light on the other’s irritating positivity; when in truth, he was growing fond of it. Shifting his weight lower onto the mattress, the titan laid on his stomach and rested his head opposite of the other. “Have you nothing better to do?” Lightly, his voice filled the air almost absently.