✾;The Essence of Heaven.
Standing on top of the roof of a chapel, the last of the Titans stared at a stray point in the city. Concrete walls and the bustling noise of people filled the air with its manifestations of life. There was laughter, words, and an unlimited number of conversations. Humans were animated with the flame of survival, making its way in the world that was given to them by God.
...And that was beautiful. At least from the point of view of Prometheus.
His feets rested on the surfaced, and his black hair flowed in the wind with the first breeze.The clear spring sky that day was also beautiful. Although the sky was always perfect this time he felt it more sharper, perhaps for the season, or perhaps a predisposition itself. Who knew it?, but just then a unique name came to his mind.
His former rival, that monarch with a stoic temper and a calm gaze...
"Today you look good too ..." he said as if there was another person at his side. "... Zeus".
@tentei-zeusu