*COMPLETED*
(Book #2 in the DAWN series)
#19 in Fantasy
Aurora Venerelli, the new goddess-to-be in Olympus, has overcome quite a few difficulties on the rocky-road to deity-ship; with an assassination attempt on her life, betrayal around every corn...
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"The world crashing around us to deafening to interrupt..."
Bleu de France (Part 2)
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We sat in silence as the humming of the wind echoed through our hair and over the lake.
I held my hands to stop them from shaking, but it had been about an hour since last they had, and now I was frozen in time; my mind still and sore.
There wasn't much to say; there wasn't anything that could be done.
Alexus sat next to me, her head bowed and her eyes troubled.
We hadn't spoken since she sat down- the feeling of the world crashing around us to deafening to interrupt.
Words were hollow, but actions- those left scars.
Just ask Delilah.
Delilah- dead, by her own wildness.
But that wasn't entirely true...
We sat and watched as the sun was being eaten by the mist and fog; light struggling to break free, but there was no need, we had no use for the sun today.
Just like Delilah had no use for my words- she knew it would all be for naught.
I tried to cry, but there was no emotion in my face; everything had travelled down to my heart and it was bursting at the seams.
Alexus didn't try to ask me how I was; it was clear on my face- my cold, cold face.
My mind was still trying to process it. Thanatos had explained to me, in my shocked state, that when a mortal dies in the underworld, their soul cannot travel on from here, but instead, it becomes a Shade. Shades were servants of Hades, and the ghost-like form of the mortal- meaning the Delilah I knew would never exist again.
Thanatos slowly walked up to us; his hard boots tapping softly against the stone. His voice broke the silence and I wanted to shut it with my hand; "Her body is being taken to the burial site." His voice faltered.
