I guess the only thing I could have done was kept it sealed. I should have sat on it and told the cat to run away. But it was all in good faith. It had writings on it that promised only merry things and And flowing from it was the sweetest scent that lured me to open it.
It was all in good faith and yet all I got were accusations.
Humiliated and used; I was falsely accused. People are great at that I guess. Blaming everything on something, someone, anything.
It was true the horrors that escaped from that jar had changed everything and had given everyone the right to put me on the spiritual garrote. The whispered accusations sealed my fate. The taunts and desolation were enough for Thanatos to walk beside me.
But I went back for it – the jar I mean. They said that something great was trapped inside it. That I had tried to seal the jar in fear and left Elpis inside.
These are all lies.
I went back for it. She wasn’t there. No one was there. No one is. No one will ever be there.