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* 𝓜𝑨𝒀 รีทวีตแล้ว
Screams fill her headspace, eyes glowing wavy smoke, hands tearing at her frizzed locks. The prophecies had gotten worse over the years, more graphic and more gut wrenching. Her children’s corpses laid out before her.
May topples backwards, trays of burnt cookies ——
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
Hands grip the bow tighter to contradict her shaking arms. Brown eyes threaten, the piercing headache ebbing into her skull told her what it was as she watched like a frightened child as her mother was gripped by the thralls of prophecy. She felt 6 years old again,
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She fears the bow naught, standing in its line of sight. Only her please fill the silence, mindless mutterings of monsters and death.
The woman’s eyes flash green, a pained cry as she grips her hair with white knuckled fists. Images ——
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
Tis was the fate of all demigods. She'd accepred as much through the plagues of visions and monster attacks. She'd nearly been killed once if her seeker hadnt found her just in time. Daphne never counts on making it to 18.
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The woman’s voice broke, it’s already hoarse nature cracking with genuine fear laced throughout. Her visions were bad as ever, flashes of blood and death. Darkness always followed after.
Her hands reached out, moving to grip the wrist of her ——
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
She could hardly remember seeing her mother lucid, those moments had become so rare by the time she was old enough to commit them to memory. She hardly knew the woman her mother had been. Daphne tensed, like a frightened animal
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A fractured mind such as her’s still manages moments of clarity, though they’re so few and far between. Her body knew she was a mother of two, but her brain often forgot.
Carefully pushing herself up from the table, she’d take a step closer ——
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
She'd thought she left this place for good half a decade ago, resigned herself to the fact that in her mothers delirium she only knew of one child, the boy she'd lamented the fate of since long before Daphne was born. She'd grown since then,
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She knew the figure before her to be too small to be Luke, too delicate to be his hard head. It held the tenseness that had disappeared years ago, but the softness of her baby. A crooked smile cracking as her daughter spoke to her.
“ You came back. ”
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
Her blood fell cold, eyes shooting open with that one word. She stood, hands pressed against the table, trembling as she gripped onto it like a lifeline. She never thought she'd hear her name fall from her mothers voice again. She resented the woman.. so why- "Mama?"
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Her mind had been unraveled and unwoven, much like the shroud Penelope undid each night. A mess of memories and voices with flashes of the future. Some days were better than others, a song or a voice grounding her. But mostly she was left alone with ——
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
She remembered years of watching her fall into this rhythm, the descent into what she was today. Her gaze downcast, fingers tightening on the napkin as the woman she'd grown to loathe spoke. She contemplated if she should speak. Why was she still here? Would she know her voice?
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* 𝓜𝑨𝒀 รีทวีตแล้ว
* 𝓜𝑨𝒀 รีทวีตแล้ว
* 𝓜𝑨𝒀 รีทวีตแล้ว
She had just finished prepping more peanut butter sandwiches, boxes of them still cluttering the counter space behind her. The crumpling sound perking her head up.
“ Hm? Sweetheart? Are you there? ”
‧♩˚𝓓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒏𝒆*･♫•°. *➳@UNSUNGMEMORY
A napkin balled in her fist as she sat at the kitchen table, breaking up the charred remains of what was once a chocolate chip cookie into a fine black powder as she breathed in the familiar smoke. Why was she still here? She'd only come back to pick up her things..
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