𝔗𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔬𝔰

“Very well…” he sighed step back, beginning to speaking in Ancient Greek as a shadow forms under foot and spectral hands pull free from the ground reaching for the sky.

He tilts his head “Show you?”

“I know” he grins

“Thank you mommy” he looks cute

“That’s all I wanted to do old man!”

Bites harder

Bites his hand

“Nothing just stop him”

“Mooom dad’s bullying me!”

“Will you stop!”

“Oh come on!” Trips him with with his cane

Growls again fading into shadow and free himself “Dick” he pulls his fathers hair walking past him

He struggled against the vines “mmmph” he growls as he walked past

“I’m the god of dreams five head.” He snaps sending his mother a dream about this whole thing

“MOOOOOM!”

“You’re getting night terrors now.”

“I don’t need to know about it though…” he groans

“Gross..” he gagged “I swear you two are perfect for each other

“Do that and I’m telling mother…” he crossed his arms

“These are your grape fields? I thought they were someone else’s.” He gives a sarcastic smile

“I wasn’t sneaking…I was slowly walking to a place I’m not supposed to be.”

Mature and Dark Themes
MDNI
Admin is 25+
Independent portrayal of Dionysus got of Wine, Madness, Theatre and Revelry

“Hmpf” he turns to look at the voice coming from behind him “is this how you treat your blind child? I could have fallen and gotten hurt.”

“Could be my work with demons and black magic…” he shrugged

“Not too often…mostly underworld gods do I get along with.” He looks away from the other god

“Other gods don’t often interact with me, they often fear me for this lovely little curse.” He stands tall “And I prefer it that way.”

Swats his hand away “yeah, it made me different…

“When I was a child, a great darkness took over me when I opened one of my mother’s forbidden books. I lost my eyes as payment to keep my physical body.” He looks at him

“My mother is Hecate, she taught me to see with magic…I follow the flow of it.” He puts the cloth over his eyes.

He sighed and removed the cloth “It’s because I don’t have any….”