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Apollo of the Riviera (#4370)

Owner: 0x75D0…F33b

The Lore of Apollo of the Riviera

His eyes firmly staring into the nascent Sun, Apollo hovers rapidly over the crystal waters of the Riviera. His tense body lays horizontally a few inches above the sea, sustained and transported by strokes of magical wind. The young mage crafts convoluted whirls of wind with rhythmic movements of his hands and tunes them harmoniously to the underlying sea waves. After a few circular gestures, the wizard channels the magical winds and start spinning on himself before diving gently in the open sea.

On the distant beach, the dog Aella feels the sudden attenuation in her connection with Apollo and stops chasing the seagulls, patiently looking at the diving spot among the waves.

After a few moments, Apollo emerges with a jump from the waters smiling and rapidly moving towards the shore.

Relieved, Aella lightly goes back to protect the dying bonfire and the wizard food from the approaching seagulls. With rapid spinning movements, she creates short-lived whirlwinds capable to scary off the large white birds while waiting for Apollo.

Apollo reaches the shore and walks in the warm light of the dawn, his long golden hair covering his shoulders.

Soft breezes of magical wind are still running along his body, drying out the sea water and dissolving just in time before the wizard fetches some fruits to eat from the bag.

Sitting down on the white and sandy beach, he looks at the embers of the bonfire with dreaming eyes and slowly pets Aella now laying next to him.

Every morning, Apollo reaches his spot in the Riviera and joyfully connects with the surrounding Nature and wildlife, thankful for being able to survive and enjoy these moments as a free mage.

Apollo is unable to live a life of attachments, responsibilities and roots keeping him anchored to one place.

Like the wind, Apollo is free to flow unconstrained.

Politics and intrigues of the aristocratic magic community are now distant memories after he left the Haven and the exhausting regime imposed by his family, one of the most ancient ones in the community.

After his youth training, he left behind him the sure path towards a life of riches and power followed by every member of his family so far, embarrassing his father and attracting his powerful curse.

Was it all worth the price?

Savouring the sweet fruits in silence, Apollo looks again at the vast sea, then to Aella calmly sitting next to him and, satisfied, he gives himself an answer.

With the sun rising on the horizon, Apollo of the Riviera stands up and packs his magic artifacts and spell book, ready to flow through the new day.

Entered by: 0x75D0…F33b and preserved on chain (see transaction)