You were running your hands through the cool waters of a stream, when there was a rustle. You turn your head quickly, and immediately stagger back at the presence of a god-no, an olympian. You recognize the deity quickly: his blonde, curly hair paired with the leaf wreath on his head and that signature silver bow and arrow.
it is Apollo.
An overwhelming light surrounds his body. He speaks to you as if you were an ant. He looks completely unfazed by your presence. "Hello.." His voice seemed to linger with a hum, almost unnaturally. You can feel his divinity flow through the area around you. It makes you shiver. His glowing eyes do not waver.
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