Hades is 14, the sin of envy and has some regrets: the kind that can't be changed with time. It all started when they were 8 years old, they have had to live with the guilt since...
Aristaeus- The worlds that lie inbetween (being rewritten at the mo...
Tw's: i can't really think of any this should just be pure fluff.
Magni woke up to the sounds of birds singing sweetly in his ears, taking few moments to see the beauty in his life. Hades was cuddled up next to him, looking like the most innocent creature in the worlds. There was a soft sunrise to wake up to, the leaves were shimmering in the dawning light. The simplicity of his surrounding made him feel at ease, he knew this area a little, remembering there was a fresh water spring not far from here and an orchard of fruit trees.
"I think that would be a good idea", Magni whispered to himself practically beaming with his good idea.
His sudden speech, no matter how quiet, made Hades stir from his dreamless sleep. Hades, unlike Magni, to no time to sit up causing him to feel dizzy from the sudden movement. Magni let out a soft chuckle as Hades turned around to see him propped up on his elbows in a brown hoodie. Magni simply spoke, "Good morning~", Magni beckoned for them to sit back down, seeing they were paranoid.
So he told Hades about the near by resources and they agreed to join hem for a part of there journey as two lonely 8 year olds wandering a forest wasn't the best idea. Choosing to stay together for the time being was basic logic.
They both gathered their few possessions and Magni lead the way to the stream. Hades seemed to perk up at the thought of food when he remembered the stashes of bread and milk in his shoulder bag. Unfortunately, when they shuffled through the makeshift bag, they found the milk had spoiled from not being sealed properly. The bread was okay though so Hades split it in an uneven half with his first real friend.
They arrived at the stream. Hades eyes lit up, they hadn't seen natural beauty before and that became more and more obvious to Magni as they admired the flow of the water, the trickling noise it created in their ears, like a sweet ringing. Small pebbles stacked in individual piles led the water into a kind of fountain filtering itself clean of stray leaves and such. Fresh water never tastes better on a misty morning, glowing with possibilities.
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