ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵖʰᵉᶜʸ

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Wisdom's daughter walks alone,
The Mark of Athena burns through Rome.
Twins snuff out the angels breath,
Who holds the key to endless death.
Giant's bane stands gold and pale,
Won through pain of the woven jail.


A beginning with no end,
Choices that refuse to unbend.
Demigods still in freefall,
Emerged as pressured with it all.
To discover ones true self,
All that's demanded is the twelfth.

𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 》JASON GRACE²Where stories live. Discover now