Pei, PeishatheBookity

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In The Space Between (the finish and the start) is the arrow in your heart~

AoD's thoughts about the god-human throughout ToA

Features Apollo x The Arrow of Dodona (Polldona)

Spoilers for ToA. Chapters used are: the hidden oracle chapter 36. The Burning Maze chapter 32 (very vague about the kts, don't worry), A single throwaway line from the Tyrant's Tomb, and the Tower of Nero chapter 34.

The firstest time 't spoketh to the god-human, 'twasn't under well circumstances. They were in a chariot with two of his children - a son and a daughter- and a giant statue was attackingeth the Camp of Half-Blood.

The god-human was being very annoyingeth at that time. He had tried to shoot him -him! The arrow of dodona, speakerthr of the prophecies of the titaness Rhea, made from the wood of Dodona! - at his giant naked statue.

In the end, the god-human used arrows not perfect as 't. He enchanted 't with hay fever (after snarking with the arrow, listen did he not when 't told him the starting chant!), and 't fleweth into the colossus' ear, then.

~~-T-~~

The Arrow knowest not howt to feelth.

For all'ts insults, snarks, and comments, 'twant not the god-human to die. And yet....

'T helped the only way't couldest. He dodgest and weaveth.

Did the god-human realize the arrow hurted, because 'twas forced to hurtest him? Did the god-human realize he blamesth itself for hurting him? Did he knowest 't cares for him?

The questions vibrated in the arrow's body, 't shook and shook.

And 'ts heart broke as the god-human was flayed alive.

~~-O-~~

Apollo had called 't his friend.

'twas insaneth! Doth not had 't called beenest friend before! The feeling was amazing, Lester thought he -the Arrow of Dodona- was his friend!

'Twasn' supposed to be suprisighth, nay! they doth have the friendlies of banter. But knowest 't not they wereth friends!

Did being the god-human' friend mean't was an outcast no more? Doth 't meaneth 't matters?

Finally, 't foundeth the answer to a queerrie long asked.

The arrow of Dodona, doth matters.

(It loved the feeling. He craved more)

~~-A-~~

He Needed help.

Apollo needed help. Fight against snaketh-giant alone he could not. The arrow watched, terrified. Apollo shalt no' dieth ton'gh

DIEST THOU NOT! 't said, THE TIME HAS COME!

"Wh–?".

THE PROPHECY WHICH PYTHON SPAKE, sayeth he. IF THOU MUST FALL, THEN SO YOU SHALL, BUT FIRST, USETH THOU ME.

He tilted, and pointed towards The snaketh-giant face.

For the first time, the arrow heard his thoughts, I can't. No.

THOU MUST. 'twas said. He was resigned, determined. He kept the fear out of 'ts voice. Apollo will not die.

"No," his friend croaked, sounding heartbroken.

"What is that?" the snake-giant asked, "Does the little rat beg for mercy at the end?'"

His friend opened his mouth, but no words came out. The ugly face loomed closer.

FARE THEE WELL, FRIEND, he said. APOLLO WILL FALL, BUT APOLLO MUST RISE AGAIN.

With his last words, it finished the snake's prophecy. Finally being useful. It shuddered, and felt its soul pass on.

Little does it know that its sacrifice was the reason Apollo defeated Python.

Little does it know his dearest friend visited its home grove, and told them of its noble sacrifice. Saying that he was the best of them all.

Little does it know its family - the grove of dodona - mourning their comrade. Mourning someone they ignored.

Little does it know his dear friend misses it dearly. And that he mourns it, and wished that they could've had more time.

And that, my dear readers, is the story of AoD and Apollo