...keeps slipping

                                        

                                              
Finding a course of action…
                              
Ananke could feel a coiling tension from the Father of Time inside her head. If he had the physical means to, ‘nake was sure Chronos would be pacing back and forth, anxiety and discomfort radiating off of him in palpable waves. However, since he was locked within her own form and lacked substance on his own, his nervousness translated to a faintly twitching sensation creeping along Ananke’s skin and served only to leave her feeling distantly unsettled, her own memories were providing instances in her life when she had felt the same. However, the numbed core of her emotional center still served to blunt the effect of Chronos’ sometimes rampant emotions and allowed her to simply ignore the God’s emotions echoing in her head. 
                              
Herald stood a little too close to Ananke, his body language following her slight movements the way a sunflower tracks the progress of the sun. Ananke knew that for him to feel even a brief reprisal of his long discarded sensation would be a miracle to the immortal man but it came at a cost she wasn’t sure she wanted to pay. Being in contact with anyone physically seemed to reveal their hi온라인카지노게임 to her strange second sight, a gift or curse from her connection to Chronos no doubt. And although Herald was a man without rancor or an evil soul, his life was unnaturally long and filled with many things ‘nake had no desire to bare silent witness too. Still, some latent sense of sympathy reminded her of how easing it must be to have something taken away given back, even briefly and so when his hand brushed past hers again, Ananke allowed Herald to take hold, doing her best to see past the shades of his sad experiences. 
                              
“Are you accompanying us to Metis’ counsel?” Herald asked Nyx again, his body language relaxing and a soft smile gaining ground on his face as his contact with ‘nake offering a brief defeat to the idiopathic neuropathy he had been cursed with. He didn’t cling to her hand, despite knowing that the moment she broke contact, he returned to a world without sensation, but instead gratefully accepted the gift her presence gave him. 
                              
Nyx looked at him as if the Goddess of Night could read his innermost thoughts and for once that concept disturbed Herald. His choices with this extended lifespan that he endured were always beyond reproach, but there was still a mortal man at the heart of him and he knew that he was not above the failures and downfalls that affected all of mortal kind. He was just able to survive the fatal ones better. “Although I know there is no love lost between Metis and Chronos, I think it would be best for all involved that I remain out of the spotlight during the coming events. My presence only seems to conflagrate the situation instead of appease any.” 
                              
Herald nodded, seeming to understand the plethora of things left unsaid. When Chronos had been cursed by his wife Rhea, the only child of those two Titans that had not been consumed, Zeus, had gone to Metis to retrieve the bezoar that forced Chronos to expel the essences of the consumed Gods. And despite Chronos later warning Metis about the actions that Zeus would eventually take against her, the Titan Goddess of good counsel had remained enamored with Zeus until he had forced her to metamorphose into another form and bound her thus. She was supposed to have borne Zeus a son that would take over the Pantheon, as Zeus had from Chronos. Instead, she was locked in a half-form that kept her from being wholly alive and the Titan had lost the ability to bear anything besides the best advice. Needless to say she was not welcoming of most of the Pantheon visitors and it would take all of Herald’s great diplomatic skills to convince the Goddess to speak to them, even with the stakes of Time being so high. 
                              
Ananke was oblivious to that hi온라인카지노게임, as well as to the silent communication seeming to go on between Herald and Nyx, because she was losing her battle against seeing Herald’s hi온라인카지노게임. The family he had loved and lost to time, the agony he had endured in  those moments before the physical numbness crept over his skin and the atrocities he had witnessed since then all battered at Ananke’s attention and made it hard for the mortal woman to see the reality around her through the shades of the past. Chronos’ own rising internal turmoil did nothing to ease the situation until Ananke just simply closed her eyes and forced her body to still as much as possible.