The air appears to be sucked from my lungs. Like irrespective of how a lot I attempt to breathe, my lungs are frozen. Having absolutely forgotten their goal.

“You are asking the unsuitable query.” Ari replies quietly, “Attempt asking your self as an alternative ‘Who’re we?’”

A reputation hangs in my wind. One which’s inconceivable. One which’s past all chance.

I want her to inform me what’s occurring proper now.

Pleading along with her, I urge, “Please reply me. Give it to me straight. What do you imply? Cease talking in riddles.”

“Each coin has the aspect you see.” She gestures to me. Her eyes had been drained. Stuffed with pressure. Wanting like she’s making ready to sleep for 3 months straight. “And the aspect hidden away from the world,” Arista factors to herself. “I am you and also you’re me. We’re two halves of the identical spirit. Caught in numerous occasions. Glimpses of who we’re and as soon as had been. We’re the sunshine within the shadows. We’re Persephone.”

My imaginative and prescient of father on the mountain high, instructing me to search out Persephone. A goddess misplaced to time.

Simply as Zeus was saying earlier.

Because of this he was looking for me after I used to be thrown by way of the wall and Apollo was incapacitated.

“Persephone? I am Persephone?” My large eyes stare at my buddy. Ready for her to say that she was kidding and that I am being too gullible. “Like what Zeus was saying? He was proper?”

“Sure.” The backyard fades round us. Ari’s voice is rising weaker by the second. “Pandy, promise me that you simply gained’t sit on this throne once more. Not till you are prepared. Regardless of who pleads. Sitting on the throne will solely trigger darkness, ache, and destruction.”

“Promise,” I whisper. My eyes flutter shut. Exhaustion filling my each essence.

“To seek out Dad, you want Hades. He’s the one one who may help you discover him,” Ari whispers in a raspy voice, “Now, rise up! Take off the crown!”

“Hades?” My throat tightens. I wish to take heed to my buddy, however my physique has different concepts.

“Stand!” Instructions Arista. “Drop the diadem!”

“I can’t,” I plead to my buddy. “Assist me.”

“Pandora, have a look at me,” Artemis shakes my shoulders. “Pandora!”

Her shouts felt distant. My eyes nonetheless closed. I used to be some other place. Feeling worlds away from the place my physique is. Like I am tethered to the place the earth meets my physique, however my thoughts is hovering within the stars of the night sky.

Opening my eyes, I look proper into the gleaming eyes of the Moon Goddess.

However I can’t transfer.

I can’t communicate.

Like I’m certain to this rattling throne and crown.

Artemis yanks me from the throne. The diadem clattering on the stone floor.

Apollo stands towering over Zeus. It was apparent that he now had the higher hand. With every strike, his dad’s blocks change into shakier.

Trying to parry the strike, Zeus misses Apollo’s blow. The sword slices down the size of his forearm. Ichor spills out onto the ground of the Throne Room. The putting pale shade of bone peeking out from underneath gold liquid.

Zeus staggers backwards. His eyes are stuffed with venom. Staring between me and Apollo. “This isn’t over!” Zeus shouts.

Artemis acknowledged what he was doing earlier than I did or perhaps anybody else. Notching an arrow, she loosens it. Aiming for her father.

With a flash, a bathe of iridescent rainbow flutters over him and with a pop, he’s gone. The Goddess of the Moon’s arrow flies throughout the room. Embedding itself in a stone column.

Artemis, Apollo and Chiron stood. Prepared for the following strike of the previous King of the Gods. The Solar God hurls insults on the bathe of sunshine. He shouts, “Coward!”

Shouting on the empty house, I can really feel his disappointment.

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