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ARTEMIS

Far, far above in the swirling iridescent rays of moonlight, the heavens lit itself aflame in harmless silver crests and waves to alight the visions of Mount Olympus into clearer clarity.

The muses played their sad tunes of Nocturne as the chariot of Apollo set under the horizon of California's northwest coasts.

The winds swept the cool air throughout the different levels of altitude, bringing the temperature down in a mass plummet like an eagle's dive.

Some gods rested at the Council Circle of their Throne Room, contemplating the unfathomable. Others roamed about their own sanctuaries: the Sea Palace of the Deep was Neptune's, the Underworld's Main Citadel was Pluto's, and the skies was Jupiter's.

And in the woodlands and hunting grounds of California was currently one for the Huntress. It was a place of peaceful tranquility and darkening light as the light of Sol fell underneath the horizon and the light of Luna was given its place among the stars and dusky skies.

There she lay, regally resting on a throne of silver that stood against a huge tree that spread to engulf the world with its claw-like branches. With one hand resting on her cheek, she was the very image of beauty and perfection and purity-innocence so blindingly white it was like gazing at a searing light of the sky.

There she was contemplating the possible lines of the future that ran and split and multiplied. For she was omnipotent, for she was a goddess...

She knew that any moment now…

Overhead, a fiery celestial disturbance swirled across the skies in a spiraling array of blue stars falling like a thousand fallen angels burning. There was a slight murmur-so faint that no mortal could've perceived it.

Suddenly, the goddess' eyes opened in a flutter. "It's time to hunt." She whispered as she stood up and surveyed the constellations and looked beyond the mortal spectrum at the omens—at the Auguries that foretold the coming prophecy…

The throne dissolved into silver sparks that were blown across the skies by the North Wind.

She blew her hunting horn, summoning her chariot of silver incandescence. Flying through the sky, she glanced out toward Mount Tam and then at the sea, and turned her chariot toward that direction. She felt apprehensive, almost giddy.

Something has happened.

It's beginning.

She looked at the stars with relief. "He's awakened."

I'm redoing a lot of stuff so yeah. ..This is the new chapter 1. The old chapter one is now chapter 2 and so on so yeah.