“No no–it’s alright, come here.”
Hephaestus walked closer to his mother, the tears streaming down his face. It was those rare moments when the fire god felt alone again and unsure. The things he did weighing down on him. He looked up with a sniffle.
“I don’t know what to do anymore.” he confessed to his mother. “How can you stay with someone you feel like you don’t know.”















