“You have got to stop passing out Sol” Ajax said harshly “if that is your real name.”
“What are you talking about boy?” came my honest reply.
“You bled Ichor, the blood of the gods, I know you can’t be human so who are you? What are you?”
He threw up his hands in exasperation.
That’s when it hit me. If my oracle sent him to help me, why shouldn’t I trust him?
“Ajax I need you to swear secrecy to me. I need you to swear it by the River Styx.”
“I swear secrecy on the River Styx and accept the consequences should I break it”
“I… I am….” I stuttered, having not said it in so long, “I am Apollo god of music and light and the true heir to the sun.”
Silence. I was tempted to see if he had stopped breathing.
“If you are indeed Apollo” he said getting up, “then you need to find Prometheus faster than I anticipated. We shall depart for the Caucasus at once”
“Ajax you are a blessing from the gods, I will teleport us there.”
I began to chant softly at 1st but growing louder until I uttered my final words.
“I call to you in my time of need, Ophion open your rift!”
And with those words, Ophion, god of time and space, opened a rift for us to travel through.
“Come boy” I beckoned as I stepped through the mist, “I have enough divine power for one more of these messages, let us not waste them.”
There was a look of awe on his face that cannot be duplicated as we stepped out in front of the fabled titan Prometheus.
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Disavowed: The Story of Apollo
AventuraA Short-Story about the Greek God Apollo who has lost his god status after a fight with Helios. He spends the story trying to get back to the Castle of the Sun and make up with Helios. This is my weak attempt at a story vs. poetry. Comments welcome!
