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We watched as she crashed through the trees,

into our territory; with a man chasing her shouting

for her to stop, and wait

But she did not. Angered he flew forwards and

swallowed the poor girl whole—ending her life.

We later heard about the wisdom

that escaped out of the man’s forehead,

which was cracked open,

and the wisdom had a name,

her name was Athena; the result of the prophecy of the new

beginnings. 

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By Christina S.

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