Sep 28, 2023
Dearest fans (mankind),
Day 874,243 of being chained to my rock. Weather is a bit overcast for my tastes. Praying for no hail. Thinking back to when I stole fire from Zeus to give to you all. Not seeing a whole lot of appreciation from y’all for that one. I don’t want to come across as angry, I’m just a little disappointed. I note that you have been busy, using my divine gift to develop yourselves in the skills of writing, charting the stars, of developing the land and cultivating your minds. And I’m so super happy for you guys. But the mailbox is as dry as my skin after an eternity’s exposure to sunlight. A call every once in a while wouldn’t go astray.
Love you guys still though,
Father of humans and bringer of fire,
- Prometheus