...Zeus?

...Daddy?

It hurts.

[random bashing noise as Pasithea manages to turn her laptop on]

They're here and I know they're here because I can feel them and I can hear them and I know they're watching me and I know they're watching because I know that I can feel and hear them even if I can't see them and I know they're here and I'm scared and I don't want them to hurt me and even though it was always dark in Hypnos' cave, he was always there and I know that nothing bad would happen to me because he was there and I'm scared and I -- I -- Zeus...someone help...

[screams]

The air is thinner up here than it was where I was but that's okay because I like it better up here than alone back in my old rooms because Not-daddy Zeus has said that I could stay with him since he has become my legal guardian so that shouldn't raise any more questions than it ought to and I think it's nice up here even though I did get the news that I might have to join the school's Summer Bridge program beginning in the 3rd of August because my "Greek transcript" needs "evaluation," whatever that means.

I will admit I didn't have a lot of stuff to begin with but that's all gone too and I don't know what to do because there are children everywhere and at first there were just the two, the same two I always see all the time but then there were more and suddenly my couch and my bed and my lamp and my television and my table were all missing and all I had was an empty room and children all the children, children staring at me staring staring staring and I need to get out of here but they have blocked my path and I don't want to go near them so I'm begging...please someone...help me.

They're watching me. Watching. Watching.

I received a letter in the mail today and it was addressed to my parents, which was really funny because they sent a letter to "Mr. and Mrs. Renoir," which is completely laughable as father and mother were never married to begin with and that seems almost presumptuous of them to say it like they were and father and mother are not even here because in fact I am quite alone. In any case, it was from the school district informing me that "my parents" had an appointment with the school to enroll me in classes and by using this thing that the funny bearded man gave me, I figured that it was like having a tutor except in a group of people and that, apparently, my mortal age required me to attend that.

I also researched and found that I am not supposed to be living alone and that I should be living with my parents, which is not...an option at the moment which leads me to the question of whether anyone is willing to pretend that they are my mother or father for the purposes of me not being carted off to child welfare (I cannot believe they are still calling me a child). After all, if I am old enough to be married and have children, I should not have to be forced to live with my parents or go to be instructed in things I have no cares about.

I've forgotten my children. Does that make me a horrible person? I do think it does because the proper kind of people don't forget their children -- of course, I'm discounting Zeus and Poseidon here because they probably have far more than they can count...but I...I think I'd remember if I'd birthed children but I haven't...or I can't remember that I have and that positively frightens me if I can forget something as important as my own flesh and blood, what else have I forgotten or what else could I forget and where are my children now?

I don't know what to do...I've only been married for all of five minutes (I exaggerate) and I've already massively screwed up...I knew I wasn't cut out for this and I had no idea what Hypnos saw in me and I don't know why he thought he loved me...who would love me? I can't even remember my own children for gods' sake.

The funny bearded man who smelled of clean and who wore really strange clothing taught me how to use this...thing so I could communicate with everyone else who is here. I don't know who everyone else is because when I asked him what was going on, he said that I'd eventually figure it out and when I asked if my family was here, he asked me who my family was and I named Hypnos and then father...and then he frowned and glared and frowned some more and then told me that I could use this...computer to find my father if I needed to and that I could probably find other people with it too. It's all very confusing, really, I don't know where I am...I know this isn't my new home with Hypnos anymore and it most certainly isn't Greece either or Olympus or any place that I've ever been -- which makes me have to ask if Mother is here...

I would also like to point out that there are two very strange little children sitting in the corner of this room, watching me like I held the answer to some...divine question or something.

.the myth;
» God(dess): Pasithea
» Reference: Pasithea on Wikipedia || Pasithea on Theoi
» Family: {mother & father} Dionysus and Hera; {spouse} Hypnos
» Played By: Morgane Dubled
( There is a pleasure, sure, in being mad, which none but madmen know. )