Apollon looks down on the world from a place in the future. His eyes see how human lives will be in tens of years, or more… or less. Always scanning, is He, for attempts to derail His plans, along with minor accidents of Fate.
He has plans. They all do. Zeus, the Father, especially. His plans are paramount. And so, the Far-shooter interrogates every moment that will ever be. Each in its time. Each in its proper place.
Because He can. Because the Power is His. Because He, and Wise Zeus, and the many Gods and Goddesses, are ready to act. Let us now be ready, to stand in this world, to let Them fill us in this world, to be the way toward Their just reclamation of this world.
In the future, from His Throne of Light, what does Apollon see? We can not know our future. Not until it is today. So, what will we make of today? How will we spend each potential moment?
I know not what you will do. But I will live in honor of Him, to the very end of my days.
— Columbine [Day 7]