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ity as the evergreen grasses keep their leaves, Zeus' statuses hung all over the city. Flogging the canvas with po

y heart ached so much, it almost felt physical. My hands moved to grasps my chest as the pain

all as there was nothing to move me. The places were all the same. The same

of my mother who stood by the door and dr

lovely face as she gazed at me but it wasn't her usual smile, she looked pained. At times, I think she had regrets about having me. I reminded her of a past that was probably a nightmare for her. She had

but whatever it was, I wasn't in the mood for it. It wasn't like I showed my face to anyone to care about my appearance.

oom rang in my ears and the sound of pots and pans kissing the floor replaced it. Not being able to cope with my surroundi

hands and dumped them on the counter before she

last century you know," she stated wh

t decades and I'm pretty sure I'll have more of them in the centuries

d her mouth fell open but nothing came out. I g

tfall met them in the open streets. While others were busy with their hectic duties, Mother a

her face flaming up like hot sauce. I calmly threw

as mad. She only used my full name when she was furious.

lowly with my fork down. I wa

?" She asked more calmly this

snapped at her and I took th

thinking of the horrible dinner that took place. She was upset I wasn't being open with her but she wasn't opening up about things either.

paintings. Keeping a lowkey was prior important as my cover could be blown. Having to move from place to place once every decade so

be it was because I knew I'd live longer than her and even if we got bonded together and had offsprin

ould never happen. I was doomed to live forever. My mother said I was a