Friday May 30, 2025
The Gates of Horn and Ivory - Chapter 7.1 Politik
She rushed home, crossing the bridge over the Acheron, past the elm of false dreams, through the mucky banks of the Vale of Mourning and the orchard to get home faster, so she had to stop and shake the pumice dust off her sandals before she entered the palace.
Hermes was waiting in the loggia overlooking the gardens, impatient, as always.
“Great! You’re here.”
“Good morning to you too, cousin.”
“Aha. Yeah. Listen. The cave of Cumae gets water in it every time there is a storm; it needs a new levee to fend off tidal flooding. And consolidation. That project had sat on the shelf way too long, if you ask me.”
“So, what’s the hold-up?”
“The Cumaean Sibyl thinks making any changes equals blaspheming Apollo. She barricaded herself in the cave and refuses to prophesy. She threatened to burn the last three books, too. To tell you the truth, I think it’s a shake-down. Greedy wretch’s demands for coin never cease.”
“Well, look on the bright side: she can’t burn them if they’re underwater. Not that it would be an improvement.”
“Don’t joke, cousin, it’s serious. The woman is on a mission.”
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