More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“Kore, the maiden, was no fainting woman as everyone liked to think. She wasn’t just a weak little nymph who turned meadows into golden wheat.” The Oracle turned her eyes upon him, and he saw the madness of Tartarus in her gaze. “It was she who placed a petal of ichor upon his lips. And when he stole her away, it was she who steered his chariot into the grave.”

