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FICTION

A SMITEMAS
CAROL: CHAPTER
III - THE END
By Devon Boyette

Who are you,” Apollo cried out, fearing nonetheless, and accompanying laughter.
the terrible weight of this spirit’s
presence. The form before him was draped in “The disrespect!” he said, astonished.
all white, with a veiled face and an unmistakable
air of menace. It was death, he was sure of it, “What right do they have?”
coming for him as he shook here in the snow.
But the figure only stopped and stared at him. The phantom beside him said nothing, but
Without a word, the figure drew a huge
blade and pointed at him, and with a terrifying gestured forward. Apollo moved closer to the crowd,
silence and speed cut right for his throat. Instead
of killing him, the sword rent the air itself, and and though as ghostly as his escort, wove his way
pulled both of them through to the other side.
They were in a graveyard of sorts, a quiet carefully through towards the front. Around him, he
place of reverence, but Apollo could hear voices
caught snippets of hushed conversation as he moved.
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“I thought he’d never get banned,” someone

said, stroking his beak in contemplation.

“Indeed,” replied another voice, “it’s

been years. I wonder what finally did it?”

“I heard he made someone quit.” Herc added.

“Well, I’m glad he’s gone,” a short girl sneered,

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