Poseidon & Athena
"If rest was a sign of weakness, then we would all be dead." Blue eyes settled on mine as I slowly looked over at him. Is it bad to say, I've never talked with Poseidon this close before? Even in the night sky, I can see his deep blue eyes reflecting upon the many stars and the bright moon. And for that one moment...I knew why I fell in love with him.
Who cares for his lustrous acts dispassionate statements. Who cares that he is reckless and callous. I know I can never love anyone else as much as I do him...
"Even the great Kronos rested. Well, when he wasn't trying to swallow us whole he did." Poseidon smirked as he talked about his sad past.
"You may be right," the words came breathlessly out of my mouth as tried to keep my composure, "I guess I could rest a little while."
I can't help but want him...Poseidon, the god of the sea.