Hestia gave me a warm smile when I entered the room but it quickly turned to a glare when she noticed that I had dragged sand in after me. She didn't comment because she could see that I was not in the best of moods. I snapped my fingers to create and a sudden silence settled on the room. Then, I strutted down the marble floor imprinted with heroes and monsters. Never had I understood why gods would have monsters carved into the floor, this was not relaxing and definitely not peaceful. I walked slowly, appreciating the quiet stillness of the room. Even though I was mad I relished the fact that the only thing that they could do was stare.

Creating silence was one of my few useful powers. The gods never understood why I loved it so much. They made noise to pass the time and to them the silence was an empty void that they didn't dare cross. For me, silence was a sound. It was a beautiful sound. It was a peaceful sleepy lullaby and with it's tune, it could fill vast spaces. It was a song, a rich song, strong and powerful but peaceful like a river. It showed you a glimpse of secrets and then whisked them of into the unknown. Glimpses of what could be but wouldn't or what will be but wouldn't. It was loneliness, a deep thirst for something different, an ache in the heart, pulling to something unfamiliar. It was vast, an infinite plain of thought. Hiding behind trees and houses, always there, ready to spring out and wrench someone into the unknown. Silence was everywhere. It was cool and swift yet so deep. Silence was like a tree, its branches barren and heavy with snow, and the snow, beautiful, white, unmarked snow stretching out to the horizon. I was the tree and it was the snow. My feet left footprints in the snow but they instantly disappeared, covered by the crystal snowflakes that fell infinitely around me. I had been pulled into the vast endless space. I had seen myself walking into the snow leaving behind the world. My family might be scared to cross that abyss but I had crossed it a long time ago and treaded in its uncharted lands. And there was no going back.

I felt the glares of my beloved family. Oops. I snapped and the bubble of silence popped. Hera and Artemis engaged in their disrupted argument and Zeus went back to chatting with my father Poseidon. But not before giving me an annoyed glance like he would to an immature child. Our relationship had never been the finest. I could see that he tried to include me but I knew that he thought I was too small. He preferred strong gods like Ares. He understood that peace was much stronger than any war and he didn't like it. Always wanting to be the best, he didn't like asking people and gods, for help. That was evident when you saw whom he was always talking to, Ares, Hera, or Hades. If people wanted peace there would have to be equality but Zeus liked being superior, the king of gods. In addition, I was just a minor god and he wasn't too keen on lowering himself to my level. If he did something wrong it would go unmentioned, but if I did something wrong he would always make a point of scolding me in front of everyone and making me feel horrible. As I had said, our relationship was not the best and now that my father and I were in an argument, it was even worse. Usually, he would yell at me for accidentally making a silent bubble but today he just rolled his eyes as if I was an annoying child and ignored me. If it was possible, I would feel much worse but I was used to it. I ignored him and made a point of annoyingly dragging my feet as a strolled to my throne. I enjoyed watching Zeus's face go red, but he couldn't say anything. I sat down in my soft throne and contemplated my luck, or rather the lack of it. If I helped Apollo, I would get in trouble with Zeus. If I didn't help Apollo, I would get in trouble with him. I didn't know which one was worse. If I didn't help him, both Apollo and Zeus would dislike me. But, if I helped Apollo at least he would like me, and he would owe me one. From there, I decided to go with the second choice and have at least one god like me. I really didn't want to go to the mortal world right now though. Doing that always gave me a migraine. Then, I had a brilliant idea. Not Apollo's type of brilliant but Athena's type of brilliant. And that's very brilliant. If I didn't want to go to the mortal world but I couldn't get flowers from Olympus I would just have to go to somewhere other than Olympus but it didn't have to be in the mortal world either! What place was not completely mortal or god? Camp Half Blood of course! I smiled at my own brilliance, earning me a wary glance from Hermes who was sitting on the other side of me. I just gave him a wink and closed my eyes. I snapped my fingers and felt myself being sucked down into a vortex. Spinning, spinning, spinning… The last thing I saw from the fading Olympus before I was sucked down was my father with a confused look on his face. Then, a vision overtook me.

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