'He could feel it thumping in his chest, though whether it was because of activity, anger, or something else entirely, he didn't know. Nor could he tell. His beating heart only told him he was still alive. How alive though- that was a different question.' * Hyacinthus was the prince of Sparta. He thought he had everyt...
"The wind in his hair felt nice. It was cooling against the sun and wax that had been burning his back. It reminded him of every moment he sat alone on the window ledge of Minos' tower, praying for some kind of deliverance. Yet, it also reminded him of every moment he sat on the window ledge next to Apollo; he remembe...