The campers all start whispering with each other talking about a prophecy or something like that.
Fire flickers and the image of an arm reaching out to me. It feels like I couldn't control my body and my arm reaches out to it. The moment I touch a warm sensation flows through my body before I go limp and my vision fades to black.
_ _ _ _ _ _
What a strange dream? It was like I was trapped in a cage in a dark room. I couldn't make any noise and all I could do is stare into the darkness. It was like thousands of whispers and few screams were all I could hear. I stare at the wooden ceiling and let out a sigh.
Swoosh
I sit up abruptly and see a beautiful male in the ancient Roman robes holding a bow. My eyes are wide open as I stare at him. Why is here in my room and how did he get in?
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"What the fuck? Who are you and why are you here?" I shout as he looks around my room like he owns everything. I cover my self with my sheets even though I am fully dressed.
He looks at me and smiles as if he is pleased with the sight of me. He says after licking his lips so seductively,"Is my grandson here?"
"Aren't you a little young to have grandkids?" I question him. He looks older than me by less than 5 years. But then again people be getting pussy like their free samples. I ain't judging just observing people.
"Sunshine, I've been alive for centuries now." He winks and then smiles. I am going to have a shower and come back to sort out with him. I walk into my bathroom and have a shower to change into some new clothes. I walk back into the room and see the gorgeous man play with August.
August doesn't seem afraid of him and he is great at telling people's intentions which changes the way he acts towards them. I say cautiously,"Are you gonna tell me who are you?"
"The god of prophecy, medicine, music, art, law, beauty, and wisdom. I'm Apollo; son of Zeus and twin of Artemis," He says proudly. I didn't need a Wikipedia definition of him. "You can also call me August's grandfather."
