Chapter 32: The Hunt is about to Begin

And so let us travel on back down

To the forest in which

Our hero rests for the time being,

Yet we shall not focus on him

Quiet yet

As you can clearly see

Two figures entering the picture

One just sitting in a tree

One tree of many

Within this vast jungle

Snapping his fingers

To release a spark of the flame

Which is his talent

To spark the world into flames

And into anguish.

‘Wait a little longer,

And he will come to us.

Just have some patience.’

Came a voice

That had appeared

From the very base of the tree

In which the man sat in.

‘Oh, Keres, you always

Show up just to bother me.

Why don’t you fly elsewhere

And see other things

And leave me to my business.’

The man returned.

‘Stop your whining

For just a moment

And maybe you would

Be able to sense his very presence

For he is here

In these woods with us.’

‘Finally, I thought that he would

Just stick to the sea

For the entire trip

And that we had missed him

By covering the land,

Yet it struggles me a little

Upon the matter of how he

Has successfully ventured through

The sea with Circe out there

Waiting for him to show his face

Along with her many minions

And all the other agents out there

For Father dearest.’

‘Do not worry yourself, Asbetos.

What has been done is done

All we can do is what is about to be done

And to finish the job we couldn’t finish

In the fallen city of Troy.’

With this, the two vanished

Running through the forest

With such ferocity

That the blood and flames yet to come

Could be seen in streaks

Across the path they were taking

Heading to our hero

As he is about to rise from slumber

To be greeted with the audious task

Of journeying to Mt. Olympus

In order to have the truth ring out

In order for the peace of all to be held

And to withhold order within all the chaos

That screams and echoes across the world.