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Chapter 6:

The next few days were boring. The only guest I had was Apollo, and I wouldn't exactly call him a guest. He was more like a piece of the walls. I did try to move around but I was always stopped by him. The only good thing that came out of those days was the pair of sunglasses. If you're wondering how I know they were sunglasses, well... it's more like an educated guess. The glasses changed my ungodly white world to a black one. When you're blind things aren't black like you'd assume they'd be. No it's almost as white as the snow you see on a television Christmas special.

"It's never a good idea to dwell too deeply into your thoughts," Apollo told me. I sighed and brought myself up. I was sitting on my bed. I swear, it was the only thing that's mine.

"Why does it matter if I'm dwelling so deeply?" I asked.

"Not all gods are respectful of one's mental space. Now come on. There is something important that has... come up," The god told me. The words worried me. What has come up? What has happened? I didn't know.

"Okay..." I replied meekly as I got off the bed.

"Now close your eyes." The god commanded. I did what he said. It wasn't much to do. And he was a god and gods are supposed to be wise. I felt an unusual tingling sensation, then I was somewhere else. I somehow knew that this was called flashing. Sometimes being a daughter of Athena is amazing.

"We have been gathered here because of a new prophecy," the voice I recognized as Zeus' told everyone in the room. I was concerned. Why would I be included in this if there was a prophecy?

"Apollo," the god continued to say. "Recite the prophecy."

I was worried. I no longer had Apollo with me to know what was happening. I knew from his aura that he was higher in the air, probably sitting on his throne with me on the ground beside him.

"Five will travel to the land of red

Together they defeat the one of dread

One shall die by sea

Another by the betrayal of someone held closely

The blind daughter of wisdom shall take lead

She shall be the one who shall take heed"

The words Apollo had said, made me feel different. Almost as if I was important. I was also confused, what would be the land of red? Or the one of dread? What did my dream mean? I didn't know. I was extremely tired of not knowing anything.