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This was it, the moment we had been warned about. The time that The Oracle’s long life came to an end. It didn’t feel real.
How could The Mad One who looked little more than a child really defeat a goddess?
“You have so much hate in you daughter, so much…”
“Shut up.” The mad One screamed and the trees bent with the force of her scream. It was a tantrum. A teenage tantrum and she threatened to end the world with it.
That’s all this was a child rebelling against her mother. All of this bloodshed and death because a spoilt child couldn’t get her own way.
“You don’t get to talk now old lady, not after what you have done.” something that looked oddly like pain flickered into the mad one eyes. “Why couldn’t you just love me? Why couldn’t you just let me have them?”
The Ora
