War

James had felt her dark eyes on him as he walked. One lone tear escaped his emerald gates and he let it roll down his cheek. He knew she was watching him and he didn\'t want her to see him wipe a tear. When he finally turned that corner and was sure he was out of her sight he sniffed and wiped at it with the back of his hand. No more tears came, he made sure of that. He could hear her screaming and the sound of her destroying something with her powers, and it took all the energy he had not to run back to her. But he had done that to many times before and frankly he was tired of it. ~But she was crying.~ he thought. ~She never cries.~ He sighed. ~She\'s a goddess.~ another, meaner part of his mind told him. ~She\'ll get over it eventually, she\'s fricken immortal.~ He composed himself and walked back to town.
He gulped when he got to the inn he had woken up in that morning, turned his head and tried to walk away but he couldn\'t. Instead he walked in, payed the man for a room, the room and went in. The inn keeper had no idea that they were in there the previous night, and the bed had not been made, the faint smell of their sweat and sex still lofted in the air. He took his shirt off, his eyes set on the bed the entire time, it was like he could see her in it. Smiling at him as he took off his shirt and climbed into bed beside her. Her held her from behind, one arm around her waist and the other gently stroking her thigh. He inhaled, the sheets still smelled like her. Jasmine, and lavender, with the faintest scent of blood, and with something that smelled black. All those fragrences mixed together made her smell, uniquelly Alexa, and he loved it. He clutched the sheets, and went to sleep holding her scent wishing he was holding her.
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Alex\'s eyes fluttered open, she was a god she didn\'t need to sleep but she had cried so much she had tired herself out. She realized she was still on the shore of the river, on her side with her hand serving as a pillow. She silently sat up just in time to see her brother Apollo ride across the sky like he did every morning. Alex was intregued after all this time she\'d never seen it before, he\'d done it every morning since he was young but she\'d always found a way to miss it.
\"Beautiful isn\'t it?\" She heard that voice and her heart jumped but to her surprise she managed to keep her cool.
She looked over to James to see him standing near the water, his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the chariot that rode over head. \"Yeah.\" she said as she stood and walked over. She stood beside him eyes on her younger brother. Alex only smiled when she felt his strong fingers intertwine with her stronger but slender ones. She looked over at him to see him staring into her
eyes. \"Beautiful.\" he said.