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Just a bit further.
Then I’ll be safe in town.
If I can’t make town, Gaia, please turn me into a tree or a flower or anything.
“Stop! Give back what you took from me and I’ll leave you alone,” the god growls.
Liar.
Not only did I take nothing from any god, but he is irate enough that I’ll never be left to live in peace.
While I run, I hope. While I hope, I live. While I live, I run.
The god’s hot breath on my throat.
Shadowed fingers locking around my neck. Yanking me down.
Pressed into the ground, the god pins me to the unwavering earth. My breath quickens. One of his hands clamped down on my wrist while the other never leaves my throat.
Blue eyes glare at me from under his hood. “Big mistake.” His voice is deep and rumbling.
“Let me go,” I rasp.
“Never again,” he warns me. Pressing me harder into the earth. My body sinks lower and lower into the ground. I choke on the dirt forcing its way into my lungs.
My world is consumed by a never-ending darkness.
Surrounded by the thundered laughter of my captor.
“Pandora.” The deep voice could be easily heard over the fiddles, flutes, lyres, accordions, and the menagerie of other assorted instruments. “Are you quite all right?”
Looks like my stalker has returned. Great. the cherry on top.
I should’ve just stayed home today.
“Fine,” I murmur as I rub my temples. “Just a bit of a dizzy spell and needed to sit down.”
Wait a minute… Pandora. How did he know my name? I rake through my mind. Thinking back to our conversation, I don’t remember telling my name.
Did Agatha say it earlier? Maybe he just overhead me.
“You look quite pale,” he replies. His voice full of worry. “Stay right here. I’ll get you something to eat to help you settle.”
“Thank you,” I reply softly.
Odd. This man first insults Agatha, tails me through the market, demands I give him a tour, and now is worried about my health.
Gods, is this a lucid dream?
Maybe I was being too harsh on him earlier… Or maybe this would be a good time to make my escape.
Turning slightly, I look in the direction the man.
Gold eyes focus intently on me. Full of concern.
Whelp looks like I won’t be able to escape this one. Taking a sip of my wine, I stare forward. Shutting my eyes, I curse at my damn mind. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t escape these visions.
“Here you go.” Phoebus returned with a bag of fluffy fried bread and cheesy dipping sauce. Taking a seat, he looked massive. The chair wasn’t meant for someone as large as he is. “I hope this will be okay.”
