Page 144 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

Shock Flooded My Body

‘ Hermes, what have you done?!’

I stared at the staff and tried to take it.

He held it away from my grasp,

‘I did what my friends asked me to do.’

This is what Olympians do ,

I chided myself. I was so foolish,

trusting him as I had.

‘Your friends asked you to—’

‘They were tired of this place,’

Hermes told me, looking at the staff.

‘Tired?’ I asked him, gesturing

to a forever glen flooded with sunshine.

‘They want to travel. This place,

it has dulled.’ Hermes looked at me.

‘Dulled,’ I repeated softly, thinking.

Perhaps he was right.

There were few joys to be had

if you were a deathless thing.

If novelty did not visit you,

you must invent it.