Wanda
Dedicated to the titaness Rhea, the Rhea Gardens feature lush flora, serene water features, and statues honoring the nurturing and protective aspects of the titaness. The gardens serve as a tranquil retreat, inviting gods to connect with the natural world and reflect on the enduring legacy of the titans.
Kimberley
⚖️ **Lady Themis** ⚖️
⚖️ **The Goddess of Justice** ⚖️ 

⚖️ **Rhea Gardens** ⚖️
⚖️ **Advice For A Niece** ⚖️ 

*The Rhea Gardens.*  

*One of the only places within the mortal city of Olympian that was solely dedicated to her kind. Ironic given the nature of the city's origin and for who the places within the city were dedicated towards. Perhaps in a different life it would have been the central park for the city of Othyrian, named after her ancestral home of course. Regardless, here it stood, a beacon of innovation and technology for the people of the city, and one of the only places that Themis frequently visited when she decided to descend to the mortal realm. Yet, this was no ordinary visit, this time she came with a purpose, a meeting with someone she hadn't spoken to in quite some time.*  

*To the mortals traversing the garden, they were none the wiser when it came to the knowledge of who actually walked alongside them. To them, she seemed to be an ordinary old woman, while in actuality she was one of the oldest beings still alive in the immortal realms. Themis, like most of the gods, had shed her divine form upon entering the mortal realm, walking the cobblestone paths of the garden in the form of a king old woman with a blindfold wrapped around her head, a white cane leading the way forward. Although of course that was only the disguise of her sword, the Sword of Justice. It was her trademark, one of her symbols of power, and she was almost never without it.*
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*Themis would continue along the path at a leisurely pace, tapping the ground in front of her with each step and nodding politely to those that she passed. Although the mortals didn't know it, she actually could see perfectly despite the blindfold covering her eyes. It was more a figment of her power rather than an actual object, a second skin that while being something physical, wasn't actually there. Naturally, the actual essence of it was far more complicated than it needed to be, but it was tied to her very being so even if no one else understood it, at least she did. Regardless, after several minutes of walking Themis would finally come to her destination.*

*Themis would walk up to the statue of Rhea and stare up at it with an emotionless expression. It was an old statue, the base of it covered in growing moss and vines while its color had been greatly saturated. It was reminiscent of the former Titan Queen in her prime, young and beautiful. She was someone else that Themis hadn't spoken to in quite some time, not that they had anything to speak about of course. The relationship with her siblings was... Lacking to say the least. Even to those that sided with Zeus she still hardly had a relationship with them, but still. They were family and Rhea had been one of the more tolerable of the bunch.*

*Tapping the cane in her hand on the ground, Themis would look around for a nearby bench and go to take a seat, crossing her legs together and setting the cane up against the bench. It seemed as if she had gotten to the gardens before her companion. She had been surprised when she received the message that Demeter had wanted to meet. Out of all of the Olympians and Gods in general, she was one of the few that Themis had an actual soft spot for. The Goddess reminded her of her mother, especially after Persephone had been taken into the Underworld and she showed both sides of nature to the world. The kind and gentle summer, and the cruel and unforgiving winter.*
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*Themis would interlock her fingers and place her hands gently on her lap, glancing up at the sunny sky before drawing her gaze back to the gardens around her. She was in no rush for Demeter's arrival, or for this meeting to be over and done with. As such, she would simply wait patiently for her niece to arrive.*

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Willie
☭ 𝘓𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: Rhea's Gardens 
☭ 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: Demeter and Themis
☭ 𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘨: 
☭ 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬: Reflection by Sufjan Stevens, Timo Andres, Conor Hanick
☭ 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: Sorry it's rough. I stayed up late trying to finish it. 🙃

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There was elegance in the way mortals placed monuments, places of worship for those who believed they held impartiality towards divine beings. Many Titans had long been forgotten, having unwillingly perceived Cronus as their rapporteur for judgment. A sentence far beyond their control. Rheas Gardens, though beautiful, were one of the only true memorials left. The written history was hardly a remembrance of what came before the Olympians, only infamous stories left in place of the good. Demeter had always made sure the memorial was rightfully taken care of in honor of her mother, letting the greenery and flowers have extra time before the harsh winters left it cold and barren. 

Despite the upkeep, the tranquility of the gardens was disturbed by the presence of the earth goddess; unwillingly affected by her capricious nature and demur decisions. When she entered the garden she felt the earth react as if it missed her touch. The lush greenery extended in empathy toward the stress that she held within her bones. Demeter took a deep breath before she stuck her hands in her pockets, withdrawing them from their abilities. It was only a temporary respite to the lack of control she had so indignantly processed as of late. She assumed the spiraling downfall her life had taken would right itself but as she stood in the gardens having sought the advice of her Aunt she wondered if she would meet her end before finding peace. 

Demeter began to walk, ignoring the patrons of the garden as she looked for the familiarity of Themis. In the past, she may have been more warm with the mortals. A soft smile or nod of her head in simple greeting but her heart had since grown cold. A response to the disgruntled feelings of her children and a war that had begun with rivalry. Mortal's had fallen to the very depths of her thoughts now, their problems minuscule in comparison.

The sidewalk ended. Rhea's statue stood before Demeter; its shadow cast over her like an omen she had yet to know the meaning of. Themis' presence was heavy despite Demeter not yet laying her eyes on the titaness. While she would presumably never be seen by a mortal, the power that she still held within an outwardly decrepit body seeped into the earth like a never-ending spring. 

"I asked her once if she would do it all again, knowing the outcome." She spoke as she turned to Themis. The woman's features were serene regardless of the silk that covered her eyes. The cloth was a subtle reminder of the unbiasedness of Themis' judgment, the true ability to see people without showing bias. Demeter never understood the rationality behind it. The Olympians and even the Titans rarely showed favoritism to someone based solely on their beauty and if they did it ended in tragedy. "She told me no and as much as I wanted to argue her answer then, I can see why now." 

She stepped closer to the older woman, now standing before her.