“You will forget me, if not after the next, then after the rest. I know I will not be your choice, but you are the one gift Zeus has given me that, even if he meant it cruelly, as he often does, I do not regret.” Hephaestus kissed me, and that zing of being with a god was still present. I felt a great exhaustion overcome me like he was infusing me with the comforting warmth of a home’s hearth to put me to sleep.
