snip goes the scissors, thud goes the thread

by achieving elysium

All it takes is a taste of blood and of glory before he's been claimed by the darkness. It isn't such a bad thing, he finds, this meddling with war. After all, he is Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, and he just wants the gods to fall at his feet. It didn't start that way, not really, but all it really takes is a taste of blood and glory, doesn't it? :: character studies - 100 words.

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Luke has gone too far. He's been swept away by the tide, been summoned by the shadows that haunt his dreams. He knows this now. It's so beautiful, this darkness. So inviting. How warm it seems, even though it's black as midnight. So he steps in it and disappears, lets only the barest hints of gold shroud him in light.

He tastes power, tastes the metallic, coppery taste of blood - and that is all it takes. A little blood, a little glory is all he needs. And he's gone, never to be a hero again.