JP ROTH'S ANCIENT DREAMS

My tale starts with a 'once upon a time.' A long time ago, beings lived who could control the elements, immortality, and time. We called them gods and gave them our worship. They played with us like toys, took our lives and sabotaged our love. Now, the gods are myths. Stories in books-not to be confused with our modern world. I believed this until I found myself tumbling through a dream. This dream took me to another life. To a forgotten time in a bloody age. I dreamt of Hades's son and a l...