Cleon loaded up the cart with the help of Leander following 'Ra's instructions exactly. It had been great fun having the parade in Athens last year; this year the parade was supposedly somewhere up in the stars. Cleon was not sure where this Smuggler's Moon was--was it near Macedonia? Was it up Mt. Olympus?
Ra said that it was all taken care of. All Cleon needed to do was take the loaded cart up to the top of the Acropolis and gather everyone together. The High Priestess apparently had given them permission to sleep up by the Parthenon. Ra said that it would be the first stop on their trip to this Smuggler's Moon.
Cleon was not sure about all this squid, but Ra said that word had come from Wyatt that it would not be the Phoenix Rising Parade without squid on a stick.
Cleon and Leander headed up the Sacred Way to their destination. Hebe, Clio, and the rest had gone ahead with other supplies for the parade. Ra said she would meet them.
Several hours later, the crew from Athens watched the moon rise bright and clear as the stars twinkled as if they were winking at the watching humans. They huddled around a small campfire that had been blessed by the High Priestess. Conversation slowed down as Cleon and his friends grew tired.
Ra appeared out of the darkness. It was as if she appeared out of thin air--no one heard her approach. Without saying a word, she sat down among them and all was silent, until she began to hum and then quietly began to sing words that seemed to make no sense to Cleon.
His eyelids grew heavy. He tried with all his might to stay awake, but the soft melody and sounds of Hera's chant were making him sleepy. He saw that his companions were beginning to fall asleep one by one. Finally, he closed his eyes and slept. His dreams were of spiraling up into the stars.
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