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Renee Christian is the pen name for an up-and-coming author who writes fantasy novels about ancient druids, magic, and the pantheons. When she isn't working on her WIP or writing for the Pantheon, she fills her days with the laughter of children as a mother and Scoutmaster and is a life coach for abused women with her local Refuge House. She is the chairman of her local SART team and has a passion for building confidence and self-esteem in others. If you can't find her there, she's probably out hiking or canoeing with her family.
I turned to leave as a cool breeze blew through the cave with a haunting howl, sending a violent shudder through me. The curse. The curse is now mine to bear, I thought as I made my way back up and out of the cavern.
I looked into the pool at the reflected moon and caught my face looking back at me. Darkened over and cold, I realized what must change…me. I closed my eyes and exhaled, a cold breath of air rushed out in a cloud. I have a home, a family. They are here with me.
“What? NO, Akti!” I closed the distance between us and took her in my arms once more, her eyes filled with confusion and pain. “Artemis, look at me.” I took her face in my hands. “Artemis, you are my HOME…my light.”
She looked up at me from where she had rested her head and stroked my cheek. “I’m so glad you’re here, Sel. I’m so worried about Sayeh, but having you by my side is comforting. Would you stay by my side tonight?”
I giggled nervously and suddenly felt like an idiot. How does she make me feel this way and lose myself? I took another swig of my drink and turned towards Artemis, ready as I was going to be for our very public first kiss.
Helios was released, suddenly and hard. He staggered back, staring at his unmarked flesh, rubbing it as the pain receded. His eyes lifted to the black obelisk as it vanished from sight, no longer needed. Helios is bound – Above, Below, and Between. Flesh, Blood, and Bone – forever.
“No one is in trouble, Eos. It’s good news.” I gulped, trying to figure out how to tell her but not lie to her. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and continued, “I spoke with Persephone and Hades. We get to see him.”