Leaning against a tree trunk, Artemis stroked her chin lightly as she tried to think of somewhere else to go. She'd been in Greece far too long, so that was not an option. Yellowstone Park had turned out to be a bust, souring her opinion of The United States in general. Where a homeless goddess to go? Artemis considered paying Apollo a visit. Maybe
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"I could ask the same of you. You are the one who summoned me."
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"What were you trying to do, then?"
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