Vanessa had stopped in front of the vase, paying it closer attention now than she ever had on her previous visits to the museum. It was something to think that she knew him, this mythological being, this Titan who had defied Zeus well after his kind had lost the Titanomachy, defied him for the sake of mankind.
And there was something about the vase, something that made her wish the talisman PRometheus had gifted her with still hung around her neck. It seemed to be whispering to her, a dark, angry voice murmuring in an ancient tongue, pulling at thoughts and feelings inside her best left in peace. And as usual, now, without the protection of that talisman, Vanessa felt drawn to that darkness, an echo of that within herself. She gently laid her fingertips on the glass casing, her eyes on the raptors, the chained Titan, the offering, day after day, Judgment without end...
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Date: 2016-12-01 08:21 pm (UTC)And there was something about the vase, something that made her wish the talisman PRometheus had gifted her with still hung around her neck. It seemed to be whispering to her, a dark, angry voice murmuring in an ancient tongue, pulling at thoughts and feelings inside her best left in peace. And as usual, now, without the protection of that talisman, Vanessa felt drawn to that darkness, an echo of that within herself. She gently laid her fingertips on the glass casing, her eyes on the raptors, the chained Titan, the offering, day after day, Judgment without end...