Twisted Ever After by Celeste Thrower

Author:Celeste Thrower [Thrower, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Otherworld Publishing
Published: 2019-12-09T23:00:00+00:00

The field is back. Sunshine and butterflies surround me. I am there by myself in the field where I last saw Hercules. A melody dances on the wind as it engulfs me in peace and pulls me to my feet in an instant. I follow the leaves that dance with the melody on the wind. My pale pink toga flows beautifully as I walk, my long brown hair flowing down my back—the way Hercules likes it. Dressed in flowers and a laurel wreath crown as if it were our wedding day.

As I recall the horrific memories of his death, my heart fills with sadness and loneliness — the man to whom I had been hopelessly devoted. Someone killed him and they blame me. I find my way to a beautiful villa in the middle of the fields. The music flows beautifully from inside of it, urging me to enter. There are no windows or doors, everything is open as the wind blows the white curtains around. The closer I get to the source, the more I delight in the dancing music notes.

The melody is one Hercules had played on the harp for me on our wedding night before he made love to me. He told me that I…

I dart across the threshold and into the room where the sound originated from. A man’s back I know so well faces me, his muscles moving as he plays the harp. He is shirtless, with only a white cloth fastened around his waist with a gold cord. As he holds onto the harp, he hums, the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. He turns to look at me, and his lips spread into his heart-stopping smile.

“Megara,” he greets. “You are the music to my soul.”

Tears fill my eyes as I heard the words he said to me often. He had learned to play the harp just for me because I had said something about the God Apollo and his music. Hercules was always like that. If he ever thought he needed to change to make me happier, he would, even if it was unnecessary. Hercules worked tirelessly to keep me fulfilled in every aspect of our life.

”Hercules...” I reply feeling breathless as I was when he played the harp for me the first time.

In a moment, his arms envelop me. “I love you, Meg. I believe in you,” he whispers in my ear. It is an echo of words I have said to him a million times. He kisses my head and then fades from view, leaving me alone in a strange white villa. Foreign footsteps echo all around me as darkness slowly starts to creep in. The same smoke and lightning that had infiltrated the peaceful scene earlier reappears, and thunder booms around me. Maniacal laughter resonates around me. I jolt, looking for the source, but the darkness takes over. Soon after, the villa starts to crumble, I scream and run to escape before the villa collapses.

The ground splits open, revealing bubbling lava.

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