R. Schlaugat

Apollo

Sophia Gundlach

I am the god of light, prophecies, art, and medicine. The twin to Artemis and son of Leto. I was born on Delos, a land where a dragon Python was sent to kill Leto unsuccessfully. I went to Delphi, where Python ruled, and I slew the dragon, claiming Delphi as my land. I am one of the twelve Olympians, one of the most important ones. I was the cause of the fall of Troy, befalling them with the plague and aiding the arrow to kill Achilles. My bay laurel crown, representing the Olympics and my lover. My laurel tree, a reminder of my failed love for Daphne. Damned by Eros to fall for the beauty, Daphne, while she was cursed to detest me. My love, who begged Zeus to turn into a Laurel tree to escape me. My love, Hyacinth, my lover tragically killed by a throwing discus in a fit of someone else’s jealousy. My Hyacinth, I remember you through the flower I made with your fallen blood. My dear crow, you have warned me of the betrayal of my pregnant lover, Coronis. Though I thought you lied and turned your feathers black as night, you are now sacred to me. Each day I drag the sun across the sky in my golden chariot. My beauty and purity are as bright as light itself. I am loved by all, but do not take that lightly. I can be ruthless, as I have been with Niobe, Slaughtering her children with Artemis after her rude remarks to our mother, Leto. Worshipped and feared, just as all other gods were. I am Apollo. Sing my name and feel my light shine upon thee.

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