“The laurel at Delphi rustled though no wind blew. Apollo's crown remembers being a nymph.”
His crown was a person once.

“Everything he touches turns golden; everything golden eventually burns.”
A Sun legend of The Olympians
3 known connections · an open question
Apollo slew the Python at Delphi as a child and took the oracle for his own, then spent centuries perfecting everything: music, archery, prophecy, plague. He is the god of doing it beautifully or not at all.
The oracle at Delphi speaks on a schedule now, and Apollo keeps the appointments himself. He has been composing something — the Muses refuse to say what, which means it is either a masterpiece or a disaster.
Every plague he sends, he also knows how to cure. The question the songs never answer is whether the cure or the plague came first in his heart.
“The laurel at Delphi rustled though no wind blew. Apollo's crown remembers being a nymph.”
His crown was a person once.
The twelve who won the cosmos by lot, and the four who sit nearest their light. Thunder, sea, harvest, and hearth.
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