[ it takes a long time for Megami to wake up. Longer than he himself might have originally thought in fact. It's not just the loss of the lake's powers (his father's power, he now realizes) that he has to adjust to, but also the salt water he failed to take into account. And so nearly another whole month passes that he spends soundly asleep.
Though his family need not worry too badly. His breathing and heartbeat stay constant, and he never becomes that sickly pale colour he was when Poseidon found him that night on the brink of death. Occassionally he even mumbles in his sleep, usually things about frogs, or being cold, or about Poseidon himself. Sometimes he even responds back if anyone tries to talk to him when he gets like that, but it's all nonsense and he never awakens.
One day though, his eyes finally reopen.
He blinks them a couple times, trying to readjust to how much darker the seafloor is, tries to figure out where he is, and when he doesn't right away he sits up immediately, heart racing as the events with Adranus as still fresh in his memory. But then he realizes he's still in water... and his heart eases once he notices all the little trinkets and shells surrounding him that could only have come from his sons. Even a brand new seashell crown lays softly next to where he'd been resting his head, waiting for him to don it once he woke up.
He smiles then, reaching for the crown and holding it close, not yet wearing it so he can admire the craftsmanship of his children fully and then hug it to his chest.
He's home. He's finally home.
But then... where was his beloved? Their boys...? ]
Poseidon...?
[ He calls out into the cavern, only realizing a moment too late that the sea king could be anywhere right now... ]
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Though his family need not worry too badly. His breathing and heartbeat stay constant, and he never becomes that sickly pale colour he was when Poseidon found him that night on the brink of death. Occassionally he even mumbles in his sleep, usually things about frogs, or being cold, or about Poseidon himself. Sometimes he even responds back if anyone tries to talk to him when he gets like that, but it's all nonsense and he never awakens.
One day though, his eyes finally reopen.
He blinks them a couple times, trying to readjust to how much darker the seafloor is, tries to figure out where he is, and when he doesn't right away he sits up immediately, heart racing as the events with Adranus as still fresh in his memory. But then he realizes he's still in water... and his heart eases once he notices all the little trinkets and shells surrounding him that could only have come from his sons. Even a brand new seashell crown lays softly next to where he'd been resting his head, waiting for him to don it once he woke up.
He smiles then, reaching for the crown and holding it close, not yet wearing it so he can admire the craftsmanship of his children fully and then hug it to his chest.
He's home. He's finally home.
But then... where was his beloved? Their boys...? ]
Poseidon...?
[ He calls out into the cavern, only realizing a moment too late that the sea king could be anywhere right now... ]