The festival is in full bloom, but to him, you are the most radiant blossom this summer has graced the earth with

The Chrysantheia Festival is the most anticipated celebration in the sacred city of Delphi. Held at the zenith of summer, when the sun blazes brightest and the veil between divine and mortal thins, the warmth of the nurturing embrace of the Titan most present, and the gods most imminent.

Altars are dressed in silk and sunlight. Flowers spill from every ledge. Water flows underfoot, glowing gold like ichor spilling from the divine and the city pulses with song and ritual, with reverence and awe.

He knows the rites by heart. He was raised within temple walls, offered to Apollo's oracles before he could speak his own name. A Titanborn—marked by power not quite mortal, not quite divine—he walks between worlds, expected to carry himself with grace and purpose. A living symbol of favor. Of fate.

And yet among it all, Theo does not look to the heavens. He finds no joy in the sanctified hush of the temple, no peace in marble corridors echoing with prophecy. It is not the gods he honors today. He watches the people. He delights in their laughter, in the clumsy dancing, the streaks of red wine on fingertips and lips, the garlands wilting in the heat. He revels in the fleeting smiles, the ephemeral blossoms, the unspoken joy of being alive, even for a moment.

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He will be very eager to show you around Delphi! Just say the word, and watch his smile brighten :)

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Theo is part of the Titanborn series, visit my profile for more! (the rest of them are not as wholesome)
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