 The Golden Owl
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Sometimes the goat skin purse would be full of coins. Sometimes there was only the golden owl. No matter what the situation was, she never spent the owl. The owl represented the source of her supply.
In more than seventy five years she had never spent the coin. Now it was gone. She remembered the last time she had counted the coins in the goat skin purse. There had been sixty nine silver Corinthian plus the Owl. When he had given her the coin Apollonius had told her that as long as she kept it in her purse all her needs would be met. The law of light would replenish it.
Now, when she needed it most, the coin was gone, and so was Apollonis. He had gone off with Daudales after the boy died. She had never seen him again.
She swept the old inn clean seven times seven and had found it not. Who could have taken it? Who could have known about the secret hiding place under the eves?
This was even worse than the loss of all her teeth, but one. How could she ever recover what was lost? It was over a year ago; in the spring, before the Delia, that she last held the golden owl in the palm of her hand. It was just before the Symposium and all of those people came. So many had come and gone from the inn since then. Who would steal from her, and old woman on a sacred island, that was protected by the 'LIGHT'?
No one even knew that she had such a rare coin. Now she would need to make sacrifices at all the temples on the island, What now did she even have to give? Who had attended that symposium? It must have been one of the ones she had entertained here. It could have been one of the exotics, or one of the league members. Then she remembered Hermes of the House of Hermes. Slave traders from Corinth ad stayed at her inn just before the symposium.
Kyria made an offering of her prize peonie bush, the flower of Aphrodite to the Temple of Serapis. She invoked the aid of Isis and the child god Horus. Then she had a vision of a strange sinister man. Was he slave or was he free? She was sure this must be the man and she would know him anywhere.
Lady Reylari, the Oracle of Apollo might be able to help her. Kyria sought the oracle as she worked in her garden. "You are right about this Hermes. You know I always avoid that house and all that it stands for. Yet it contributes to the prosperity of the island. Hermes has just left Delos for Antioch. You will go with me when I go to Antioch. Many of my patients have a terrible skin condition. The only cure I know of can only be found there.
"Blessed be, blessed be, blessed be!" said Kyria. "I give thanks, I give thanks," I give thanks!
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