Introduction 7 - Apollo

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"There's a whisper in the water, don't you know a change is gonna come"

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It was late night in an old studio whose lights were the only ones turned on still in the whole building. The room was so big yet the floor almost empty. A few desks in front of the windows as well as an easel, paints, a water bucket, two lamps and a seat in the middle. The walls were decorated with paints and pink neon lights that gave the room a cozier feel.
It always happened, she always stayed up painting until late, she was way too focused on her creative activities to give a damn about time going by or how fast it did. She was painting a self-portrait, or something her son would say "looked like a self portrait". She felt like art in its purest form and she always loved to make art in her own ways, abstract almost always but instruments were also up her alley, she was pretty sure she had an arp hidden somewhere. What she never imagined that day is that her art would take her so far into the unknown.

In normal circumstances she would ask (more like annoy her untill she said yes) her sister to model for her but she had dissapeared at least a month ago. Sadness was filling her heart but she was also trying to lift her own spirits up by doing what she loves the most.

She paused painting for a moment, downtown emergencies were always rough for her. Waddling a few steps and then walking normally, she came back to her previous position only to find the canvas of her portrait thrown on the floor and covered in multiple colored paints.
A new one was supported on wooden easel, this time it was notably smaller and it had something written on it.

<<Ἀπόλλων, τυρν αρουνδ>>

She turned around, just like the transcription in the canvas said. In front of her was a very beautiful woman. She was dressed in a really clean greek tunic styled dress in blue and white and her enchanting blonde hair was tied on a medium-sized, low ponytail with several golden lace-looking ties around it. Her big eyes were a very deep blue-green.

She spoke with a solemn yet soft, sweet and comforting voice while offering the girl her hand.

-Welcome to your new life...-

To be continued...

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