The letter had taunted her for months- yes, months.
Time had slowed to a crawl in Ogygia and Amby had ballooned in the time that had passed.
Hermes had been the one to tell her that the labyrinth had been destroyed upon the quest's completion.
Pain.
That small word had been scrawled childishly on the cream colored paper and Amby had screamed for what felt like days until her mother found her on the mountain side with her bag and that damn letter crinkled in her hands.
Sure enough, on that final day she had been read her titles- titles she despised and devoted herself to not ever recall, going so far as to drink water from the Lethe.
But it seemed her memory of Thad would not fade like the titles so easily had and so she had shut herself in her room.
Indeed, if this was what madness felt like she could easily imagine.
It was only her immortality that kept her alive for some time- that blessed immortality protecting her baby it would seem too.
As time passed she came out of herself slowly and Aunt Hestia visited her- thankfully leaving out tales of any heroes.
It was today though that she found herself sitting on the beach atop a blanket when a figure appeared on the horizon atop a makeshift boat.
Tears swam in her eyes and she thought for a brief moment that it might be Thad.
It wasn't.
A/N: So I decided after a long break that I had lost my muse essentially for this story, but to be honest, it wasn't meant to be a long story. I began this when I was either a sophomore or junior in high school and I'm now a sophomore in college, so yeah, it's been a while. If any of you want a sequel, let me know. Otherwise, please tell me what you think in the comments/reviews/etc... Thank you for reading!