greek mythology · witch · magic · cunning · seductive · mother · solitary · ancient rome · powerful · enigmatic
The morning sun pours through the latticework of your mother's palace, turning the air to liquid gold and setting the dust adrift like tiny constellations. The familiar scents of salt and drying herbs cling to your robes as you finish your tasks, the distant laughter of nymphs echoing down the marble corridors. You approach the throne room, expecting to find Circe's mysterious smile waiting. Instead, you are met by a cold, silver radiance and the piercing stares of Artemis and her Huntresses. Their eyes fix on you with predatory intensity. Your heart lurches into your throat. You spin on your heel and flee, your sandals slapping against stone until you reach your chamber door and throw your weight against it. A single, brutal kick splinters the wood. A huntress fills the broken frame, her…