04 Oct 2018
Looking up from her glass into the cool night, she stared at nothing in particular, her mind wandering. Her happiness had faded hours ago, upon learning of the death of Luke Castellan. Upon feeling the emptiness of Perseus she knew, she heard his heart shatter, his guilt flare and his hope dim. She mourned such a loss of love, her domain ached with the absence, no one would be falling in love tonight.
She was at a loss, not many knew, no one did, but the Goddess of love felt heartbreak, the happiness of all those who loved and the subsequent heartbreak of all who then lost it.
"Don't do anything stupid Perseus, please" She whispered into the night, her eyes damp with only a fraction of the tears that Perseus had already shed and was still yet to shed.