Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Save yourself a penny for the ferryman
Underworld
is never quiet. It is filled with the sounds of Kérberos and Hekáte's
hellhounds, moans of the dead souls mourning the beauty they lost, cries of the
tortured souls within the Pit of Tartarus, all those sounds of anguish are
ignored as if every immortal deity was deaf. The new souls would go mad with
the lack of light and hearing only the screams of the dead or the captured
Titans imprisoned within the impenetrable granite walls.
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