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The fall of jason grace - apollo's despair





pov: it has been centuries since jason grace had come face to face with his demise, but his half brother, apollo, still remembers.

𖤓 amongst the ancient myths and tales that were told, jason grace's valour stood tall and bold. the son of lightning confronts a hero's doom, with his homeland of rome being plunged into gloom.
𖤓 a promise he made with an unwavering might, to seek the deities who were hidden in plain sight. vowing to raise their temples up the azure firmament, although his kinship to ether, was proven turbulent.
𖤓 a valiant champion with a gladius in his hand, presented by hera, a sword considered grand. “go, remember” he called out in haste, as the spear pierced his soul, ruefully confirming his fate.
𖤓 a young boy who carried a heavy heart, with his hopes and dreams being torn apart, succumbing to the pits of a soldier’s fate, trying vainfully hard for a chance to escape.
𖤓 oh, sweet jason grace, once bold and brave, I mourn you in lament, dear brother, as your remains lay in an empty but golden grave.
𖤓 as the fragment of your soul lingers in an echo, I ponder so hard, with my soul feeling hollow. a hero's journey, is a perilous path, with even the most valiant falling prey to the foreordained destiny's wrath.
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A ballad of the Buccaneers




summary: three young pirates embark on voyages and relish their youth, sailing the seven seas and hunting for long lost treasure. Too bad that good times aren't forever.
⚜ In times of yore, a tale was told,
Three young lads sailed the shores,
Yearning gold and thrills that would reap.
Old shipwrecks were explored.
⚜ They ventured the decks, and lands afar
They got out of knots without a scar.
Relishing their youth, they were inseparable
Alas, the forthcoming hole on their crew was inevitable.
⚜ As they grew old and gray, they drifted away.
With their memories buried deeply astray.
The fragment of their voyage, being sunk to the shore.
Their friendship being a tale,
that has yet to finish its lore.
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