Are You My Mommy? || Pan&Hecate
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When the wild god had gotten bored of sunbathing, he found himself making his way back to the festival. The closer he came to it, the more intense the smells and sounds became. Fried foods and fresh fruits wafted on the breeze, dings and splashes and cheers accompanied the mechanical noises of the various rides, and above all, it was a sight to behold. People were rushing around, playing games, eating things together, and generally just having a good time.
It made Pan feel strangely nostalgic.
He wandered over to a booth that appeared to be selling wine, perhaps run by a child of Dionysus. Whoever was running it, Pan didn’t care, but he was certainly interested in the wine being sold. A few bills down later and he held a large glass in his hands full of the deepest red wine. It was only then, after he had begun sipping at the glass, that he even noticed someone else was at the stand. It took Pan a moment to recognize the woman, but he eventually realized who she was. “Hecate. Long time no see.”
