Cassandra's P.O.V
We arrived at the place around close midnight and the wedding will start moment from now. I am walking around the garden when I saw Poseidon's son, we were in good terms despite the fact that my mother killed his father. He said he understands and he was even thankful that my mom gave him his father's chair on the court. It's already been centuries since that day happened but the memories are still fresh to those who were already alive that time. Until now Hermes was still nowhere to be found and of course the event will forever remain on everyone's memory as the lost of the goddess of the moon will always remind us of what had happened. It's a pain in everyone's heart to see the stars brightly shining from the sky but the moon is missing on its spot.
I am getting myself some drink when somebody pulled me by the hand and before I knew it I was struck by a spear on the chest and then I heard my brother shout, "No! NOT MY TWIN!!!!"
Then a pail of laughter echoed throughout the hall, the son of Venus was standing at the center repeatingly proclaiming victory and there in front of him lay my mother's dead body.
"Mother...no.."
"ATHENA!!!"
"Father, father wake up." and with that Zeus awoke.
"Athena, that was a bad dream. How long have you been there?
"I was here minutes before you wake up, you better be dress up. You don't want to miss your son's wedding do you?."
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A.N: And that ends my story...^______^. For those who will be asking what are the gates mentioned in the title, those were the two gates of dreams, the horn is for the real dreams while the ivory is for the false ones. Now you decide which gate Zeus was at on his dream. And before I finally bid my goodbye I would just like to thank all my readers and fans for the support, thank you very much to all of you. And by the way I would also like to ask for your consideration for the misspelled words and grammatical errors. I didn't actually have the time to proofread this story so bear with the errors :)
So that's it, this is L doller fabia signing off.
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The 13th Olympian
PoetryWhat does it takes an immortal to risk his immortality? If the Gods and Goddesses were into a never ending war what does it takes to stop this battle?
