Page 29 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

I Wanted to Weep

but I did not.

Since my mother left,

it felt like she took

my tears with her.

Instead, I looked Charon in the eye,

the hand not in his was shaking

with rage or sorrow,

I no longer knew which one.

‘What would you tell a Godling

that has never had

a purpose? What if she is the God

of nothing? Would she matter at all?’