Chapter 9. Dreams

Veras – the only place in the Underworld, which wasn’t dark, it was rather enchanting with the beauty and placidity of Elysium – the Heavens.

It was the terrain which Hades created for his queen to be.

The god of Underworld was gazing at the azure lagoon filled with ice cold water see with unmistakable rage.

He dragged his palm across a platinum sword, crimson liquid dripped down forming ripples in the lake.

Nectar – the water was now nectar … poison for him…nectar for her.

Stepping inside the lagoon embarked with stairs his body made way down until only his shoulders were visible.

Gripping the sword harder in his wounded hand he gazed down at his reflection… unfathomable wrath swirling in the gray irises.

His eyes closed when he saw a vision.

She lay there limp with no sounds escaping her as fire seemed to burn her insides.

He lowered his wounded hand in freezing water…the blood of a god can heal anything.

A strong gust of