Hey guys! This is for a 30 day writing challenge by @sunkissedchild. Thanks so much for the prompts! :) Just know I'm obsessed with Greek myths, so this has a slight influence from some. I hope you enjoy!- 😈

I stand awkwardly. When I went on a trip to New York City, for the first time in a century, I wasn't not expecting some random statue to come to life. What was it called again? Oh, the lost hunter.

I shifted the person in my arms, attempting to hold their weight better with my noodle arms.

Suddenly the person's eyes fluttered open. Violet eyes. Astounding. I haven't seen those types of eyes since the 1700s. Man that was a wild century.

"Is that you?"

"Umm, sorry, who is this 'you'?" The person heaved themselves up. As stood, they looked oddly familiar. The way they held themselves, it reminded me of..........her.

"My soulmate," they explained. "I was turned to stone by a monster many centuries ago, told the curse would only be lifted by my soulmate. I thought I lost mine. But perhaps I have a new one."

I stumble over my words as they speak in the soothing way she did. They look like her too, powerful and strong.

"What-What-What is your name?" They smiled serenely.

"Oh, my name? It's Pallas."

"Hello Pallas," I whisper, almost crying. "It's Athena. I missed you. Welcome back."