Summary: "I see you, but not past his eyes. They are not your eyes." Poemfic, Hermes to Luke. Semi-sequel to LtH:NGE. NOTE: spoilers!
Genre: Angst/Poetry
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I don't own PJatO. Rick Riordan does.
Hermes to Luke: Not Your Eyes
When I see your eyes,
they're not yours anymore.
They're your master's eyes,
using your body,
feeding you lies that
build off of your hate
for the gods, for me.
I know you're still in there,
the son I watched over
when you were a child.
You think I didn't
hear your prayers,
but I was always there;
you just didn't see me.
No matter what you believe,
you were always my pride and joy.
I wish the rule could be lifted,
so I could talk to you,
shake you until you snap out of
whatever lies your master
has brainwashed you to believe.
It hurts me so much
that I can't see you anymore.
I see you, but not past his eyes.
They are not your eyes.
