| Wakey Wakey |
[01/11/08] |
Elpis had taken to sleeping in much the same fashion as her mother. Long and Deep.
But that didn't men she was impervious to disruption, and when something in their world changed, the goddess's eyes shot open, jerking up into a sitting position as though wrenched from a nightmare. Hope's hair fell into her eyes, her small frame taking a moment to catch her breath before she pushed the long strands off her forehead and looked around. Her clock read 6:22 in the afternoon, and something was just not right.
Elpis pulled back her thick down comforter and slid her feet to the floor, rising slowly in the soft quiet of her apartment. She padded into the kitchen, boosting herself on the sink to peer out the window.
Well, at least it wasn't an Apocalyptic landscape.
"Mmh." the goddess thought, stretching to pull open her refrigerator without hopping off the counter and retrieve her carton of milk. She gathered a glass from the cupboard and distractedly poured a glass as she thought. Maybe it was Mother. There was little telling what she had been up to lately.
Taking a slow drink of the milk, Elpis slide off the edge of the sink and replaced the carton in the fridge. She supposed it was time to get back into the work, and stop watching sappy romantic comedies in her one bedroom flat.
But she definitely didn't intend to start by seeing Eris... Maybe visiting Ate would be a better choice, despite her persisting dislike for Elpis. She knew none of her brothers would be any help.
Setting her glass in the sink, Hope licked away her milk mustache and ambled back into her bedroom, opening her closet. Yes, it was probably time to get to work.
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