So lift your hearts. Open your minds. And leave no room for words unkind.

Apr 29, 2008 13:11


"Get up. You're all right. Everything is going to be just fine." He said.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Hermes," the young man give me one of those toothbrush commercial flashing smile, "I was sent to rescue you out of your personal hell."

I snorted. "Look, you're pretty and all, but I think you've got the story wrong. I'm not Persephone."

Hermes shrugged. "Just as well. You're stuck in hell. I'm here to get you out." He looked around, taking in the surrounding. "What were you running from to get yourself stuck in this place, anyway?"

"I think I was running away from myself." I told him.

He chortled. "Well, you're not the first."

"Guess I'm not." I silently questioned if the young man in front of me was actually here to help or was he there to flaunt over my fall.

"Look," he heaved a heavy sigh, "guilt is a nuisance to your conscious. If it bothers you that much, have a chat and say you're sorry. Guilt sits on your mind, and no one else. Most times, it's not even a big deal to the outside world."

"Have a chat," he continued, "it will put your mind to rest. If nothing else, you'll be rid of your guilt and you may safely say that you have done your best under the given situation."

He smiled again, this time bright and innocent. "Persephone eventually filled her role as the Queen of the Underworld, you know?"

**************

So, tell me exactly how have I wronged you for you to retaliate as such? We can work it out and continue on the same path, or we can choose different paths and steer clear of each other.

If you are EXACTLY what I want, then you cannot offend me. On the same token, if I give you grief, then I am NOT exactly what you want.

I'm not saying things will not change. I'm not saying I adore you less. I'm just saying, at this point in time - with the presented circumstances, we cannot be.

We have better things to do than to dwell on our own heartaches. We may not be able to control the Sea, but that doesn't mean we cannot learn to be good sailors.

spiritus sancti, dreamworld, house of chaos

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