Athena,The blade and the feather

She’s got your scent now. You’ve seen her in glimpses, slicing through the chaos like a lightning bolt. She is the spark of every quick illumination and every sured step. In the first drink of every taste of victory before the new road. She resides in the long and lonely nights, in every burning rage, and in every old and beaten book. Her eyes hold the gaze of only the worthy few.