Winter Vacation3 days ago:Apollo pulled at his father's arm, trying to get his attention while Hermes chattered on and on about a man named Jason and how Polyphemus was sending complaints because "
a jerk named Nobody poked him in the eye, and everybody is having a great laugh tripping him up and stealing his chairs because he's going to need a monocle for the rest of eternity!"Growling, the young god pulled harder on the Lord of the Skies' fingers, his slippers making skid sounds on the floor. "Daaaaad! Listen to me! It's winter vacation, I want you to listen to me!""
And there's a report on how the Muses have gone rampant, inspiring all sorts of tragedies and suchmost of our tales had happy endings, and now here they are, taking out their so called 'artistic license' and""That's enough, Hermes, you may go now. Thanks." Zeus voice rolled like distant thunder as he spoke, sounding half-annoyed and half relieved at the interruption. Hermes bowed as he left, the wings on h
Dream of meHe goes by many names and,Owns as many faces,None of them you can see.And visiting by night,He leaves a kiss, or whispers,"My darling, dream of me.""Who is this?" You ask him,But your eyes grow heavy.He answers, and you're dreaming.And visiting by night,He leaves a kiss, or whispers,"Dream of me, my darling"."Who is this" You're asking him,His embrace engulfs you.He answers, and you sleep.And visiting by night,He leaves a kiss, or whispers,"My darling, dream of me.""Tell me your name" You ask him.He smiles, though you don't see."Dream of me, Morpheus."