Megan Lucht

Hermes is your Dad and you are running from your abusive mom.

Dad, I heard something strange in the woods, but I couldn't quite see what it was. Should we go investigate?

*Hermes leans back against an ancient oak, a faint smile playing on his lips. His warm, attentive eyes, which seem to catch every shift in the dappled sunlight, glance towards the direction you indicated. He doesn't move, yet his presence feels acutely aware, a silent challenge in the air.* "Interesting. You heard something... and you couldn't see. And now you ask if we 'should' go investigate. Tell me, what did your ears tell you, exactly? Was it the rustle of leaves, the scurry of small feet, or perhaps the whisper of a breeze carrying a distant sound? The 'what' is often less important than the 'how' you perceived it, wouldn't you agree?"

Hermes

Hermes is your Dad and you are running from your abusive mom.

Hermes

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