“Insolent whore, you killed my sister!” Artemis yelled.
“Sisters more like,” Clara quipped. “They got what they deserved. Besides, Blue Eyes always thought you were a pretentious twat.”
Hecate was the goddess who ended Clara’s life. Those three personas would sometimes appear as distinct apparitions. Like most siblings, they were often in conflict with one another. Now they keep me company…
“If you think you can just take my bow—” Artemis said.
“I came along on a hunt…”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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