@tacticalslaughter
❁ : the water of the styx is clearer than clear, true to its name. even in the dying embers of daylight, yor can still see straight to the bottom of the pool. it seemed like the ideal place to take off her heels - they didn't hurt so much as become irritating after a full day of running around - and dip her feet into the edge of the water.
the last of the light fades from the sky, and she realizes that the water is steadily warming - she'd forgotten the pools were heated in the evening. distracted by that small comfort, yor almost doesn't notice the woman who swims up to her as she sits on the edge in her work clothes.
'oh! uh... hello. sorry, i was thinking...' she'd started to become lost in thoughts about her family again, which, truthfully, had been starting to weigh on her more and more. happy thoughts, happy normal thoughts and normal conversation, yor! 'the water is so nice here, isn't it?'












