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Chapter 6: The Blossoming
After spending two days straight tracking escaped prisoners through the forest, Detrick was exhausted. He had found a stream to cleanse himself in, but then he had needed sleep. Finding a nice shady oak tree, he lay down and fell sound asleep with his helmet resting on the bridge of his nose to block out the light. And that was why he never heard the demigod coming. It crept up on him stealthily. Quietly. Its name was Cecilia. She had just been born. She remembered it happening too. She had come to consciousness far above the land. She remembered the waterfall, the sound of it splashing into the pool below. Vines full of colorful flowers, and sweet smelling shrubs had grown all along the cliff face around her. It had been a peaceful place. She remembered feeling the power of the g
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