A Half-Blood of the eldest gods
Shall reach sixteen against all odds
And see the world in endless sleep
The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap
A single choice shall end his days
Olympus to preserve or raze
Child of Love see not the dawn
Yield to time, become a pawn
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Scarlet eyes cracked open in the choking darkness of her grave. Her prison broken as the lord of time recovered his power, she raised her hand to the lid of the sarcophagus. She pushed against it gently, testing the strength of her confines. It didn't move, not an inch. Harder she pushed against it. Her arms, corded with raw muscle, shaking with the strain of pushing to free herself.
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Through the whole cemetery, a crack echoed, shattering the silence of the mourning. A pair of mourning parents stood a short ways away, starring as a grave ripped open, and from the hole, rose a girl.
A girl with clothes in tatters, hanging off her skinny frame to reveal parts of her body best left unseen. Each of her ribs showed and any flesh on her bones was visibly corded, raw muscle.
The pair of them shook with fear, terror displayed in every inch of their bodies. One of them, the woman fell to her knees while her companion fell forward, stiff as a board, and hit the ground. The girl walked towards them, limping heavily on her right leg,
"What year is it?"
"T-t-t-t-two th-th-thousand two."
"The day?"
"August third."
"Tomorrow then, I must get to Long-Island."
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Sorry for the short chapter, this is an intermediary chapter and the action is coming up in the next couple. I have been lacking the motivation to write this story recently as I have been thinking about my first story which you can find on my home page, it's called The Sea Does Not Like to be Restrained, or Tricked. I think it could end up being much better than this or any of my other stories but nobody seems to like it aside from me. Hopefully I'll update soon but no promises.
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