The ritual requires sacrifice.
Something you give. Something you lose. Something which is taken away.
If your offering is not deemed sufficient, those may not end up being the same thing.
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In Greek myth, two of the Olympians were deities of war–Athena and Ares. But where Athena was the goddess of wisdom, of courage and strategy in battle, Ares was violence and destruction and bloodlust.
Two sides of the same coin and yet, there is no planet named Minerva.
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You remember a time when joy came easily to you. When laughter was just as common as tears, when you reached out because that is what people do when they are happy.
Now you withdraw. You are a hurt animal curled away and licking your wounds, paranoid at every sound and movement. You no longer remember what touch is without pain.
You don’t remember what the ritual gave you in exchange.
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It is said that only the most devoted and pure-hearted will succeed, will ascend, will be blessed. Passion and vulnerability are woven together–purpose and weakness, both–a rope that will help you climb, or wrap around your throat and strangle you.
Falling is only for those who try.
Flying, too.
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This is a story about boys who think they’re gods, and the girls who prove them wrong.
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A/N: … ?
There were some phrases that have been running through my head lately that don’t really fit with any project I currently have going on but which I didn’t want to abandon entirely? So here’s this thing. Whatever it is.
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