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FICTION

THE BOOK OF

THOTH: PART III

By Yvette Lessard

Victory. Isis repeated the word like a mantra. It She stopped when she reached the base

became its own spell, pushing her past the well of her of the mount. At its highest point lie Zeus’

own strength. She had driven herself mad with grief throne, crowned by a laurel of thunder and

and pain, anyone could see, but in her desperation lightning. To its north a smaller peak, the home

she found strength and faith. Her destination, Mount of the Muses. But it was Nike’s home she

Olympus, loomed ever closer, and her wild eyes sought: Pantheon, at the mount’s center.

locked onto it and saw nothing else. She walked

until her feet were bloody and the branches had The journey had left Isis weakened and battered,

torn away her feathers, and then she kept walking. but she was still a god. She would reach the top and

win Nike’s favor, even if it cost her immortal life.

Somewhere in the back of her mind,

somewhere along the long journey to Greece, she

became faintly aware that she was being watched.

But she didn’t have time or energy to look.

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