dominxon
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For what is a god to a monster? A shepherd? A damnation? Nary all such things for gods are lesser than that which she spies. A king of sorts. A titan, lacking demur possibilities and sense. Daren't to look 'pon a visage of that which she knows not, only hearing whispers beneath the ground from cages gilded. Hades suffers a better boon than those birthed from Gaia.
She too knows the disdain of those on high. Cursed wretch. The name of Athena spurns her ilk so. Hardly a folly that she finds comfort in the sight of that which they revile more. No daughter of Echidna comes her families line but reputation doth uphold itself amongst the ranks of monsters.
A head of snakes and serpents does bow, lashes fluttering like leaves against carmine tinted cheeks. Swallowed in the rapture of the Titan she barely knows, speaking softly --
❝ You walk 'pon the land and name of thine Mother. For who let you out of your cage, Great King? These gods that rule seem hard to find such a ... Kindness, in the name of your freedom. ❞
