You all sat around the campfire that night, the Apollo kids singing hymns of gods whilst groups of campers consisting of Nike, Ares, Hermes, and some visiting Hunters Of Artemis. All very competitive, and all very stubborn. You look over to Allie, she had her arms crossed, looking annoyed like usual. Suddenly, one of the Apollo kids, drops her instrument, a flute. It clattered to the ground as it clashed with the small stage’s floor and fell into the gravel below. The Oracle speaks. She said
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