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This week’s is a Picture Prompt. We are back with the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part.
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Athena sucked in a deep breath as she scanned the area around her. Cracks parted the marble tiles at her feet and little green shoots of grass pierced through the fissures. Statues of figures long departed from this place were crumbling to pieces in big chunks. Large black squares etched into the floor was evidence of objects that were once there. The place was silent. Not one living soul was there except for her and Juliet.
A smile crept on her lips. In a way, it was good to be home. She turned a bit to glance at Juliet. The nymph stared at her surroundings with wide, dark eyes.
“You okay over there?” Athena asked.
“Still can’t get over this place,” Juliet muttered back.
Athena laughed to herself as she looked around. This was the Pantheon, the real honest to fuck Pantheon. This was no replica. She had been to the one in Nashville with Artemis when they attempted a girls road trip. It was close and she was flattered by the ginormous statue of herself. But in the end, the most memorable parts of the trip was getting plastered in the downtown bars with Dionysus.
Had the gods really fallen that far? She shook the thought from her mind then did the mental math out loud to herself.
“I was there. Ares was there. Three over was Dad so.” She pointed to a darkened hallway as she called out to Juliet. “We need to go that way.”
“Okay,” Juliet replied as she stared hesitantly down the hall. “Are you sure? There are a lot of hallways here.”
“I remember where my throne used to be. And notice how that dark spot is slightly bigger than the others? Dad’s seat was bigger than ours.