Queen of days

In the darkness, Hemera dwelt alone,

It was her home, her blood,

She shouldn’t have felt so lost.

The shadows engulfed her, they kept her company,

And yet they imprisoned her.

They imprisoned her as they imprisoned her daughters.

The girls of dawn and daylight.

Cursed before they were born, 

Before she was ever born.

No one knows when it had began,

But Hemera had been warned against it her whole life,

And yet she didn’t listen.

She met a white spirit, the embodiment of the brightest star in the night’s sky,

And only when their daughters were born,

Eos of briar patches and Jour of the never dawn,

Did she realise her mistake.

Amber-eyed Orion came from a line of cursed stars,

They knew of the prophecy, but decided they did not care.

Hemera was doomed to imprisonment in the Palace of Night where she had been born,

The very palace she had escaped from,

While her daughters were shielded from the world, lest they not repeat their parents’ mistakes.

Eos, doomed to an eternal sleep,

While Jour lived during a perpetual night, completely alone.