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[apollinares]

There is dust on his face, in his eyes, in his hair, on his clothing.

(He's spent the past months roaming.
I will remember and not be unmindful of Apollo who shoots afar.No destination in mind, no end in sight.
As he goes through the house of Zeus, the gods tremble before him and all spring up from their seats when he draws near, as he bends his

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[wheatencrown]

She has missed her nephew and Demeter has been not around Milliways that much of late, far too much pain for those she cares for.

Yet she spots him enter and follows him, wrapping her black cloak tight around her,

"Oh Apollo. Where have you been?"

[wheatencrown]

"Wise boy. Now when did you last eat?"