Dim light
Darkeness fading
My soul recovering
"The stars" whispering
"I can see them again my Lady"
"The stars" last thing before deep slumber came
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Couldn't find Vincent
Was the first thing I worry
Nowhere in the camp
I thought he took me to the cabin
Trying to the Hephaestus' cabin
Absent
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This feels like the old Hyacinthus
But this time
Hyacinthus just almost died
Apollo saved him
And Zephyros stayed secret
Just the last one
Who decided to stay like the story
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I asked Hecate where was he
"You'll see him soon"
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Layla came back
And we went on
Trying to forget Vincent
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Hyacinthus
Short StoryA story of modern Hyacinthus. Where Clayton Rodgers found himself in a summer camp for his kind and one thing lead to another. Copyright 2016 Alessio Fierr Cover by lucasdaydream
