My Divine Son
[Writing Prompt Contest 266]
A child has been unknowably sired
One born from formal desires.
Bearing light and darkness,
Promises and truth, long forgotten;
To the hopeless,
To the liars,
To the uninspired.
The prophecy emerged, and the Mythonians were thrown in disarray. Those deeply set in their way sought to control, those clamoring for change saw an opportunity, and those utterly bored were interested in watching the play.
The god of prophecy has vanished, but surely the child can be found instead. Follow as the child discovers his heritage and destiny amidst the murky waters of divinity.
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Artemis_Night_Wolf · Fantasy