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... Clouds twisted in spirals of silver and storm, as if the heavens themselves knew something ancient had stirred. The marble pillars of the gods’ great hall rose into the sky like unyielding spears, gleaming under the light of a sun that could not break through the brewing tempest.
Inside, the air was thick with voices. Gods, lesser deities, and messengers crowded into the council chamber, their faces marked by unease. Rarely did Olympus call such a sudden assembly, but the truth was clea ...
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