Chapter 3 Ancient Imprisonment

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Metis' P.O.V

               It was dark, at least darker than you'd expect a stomach to be. But I'm used to it, why wouldn't I be? After all I've been down here for thousands of years. I was lonely and cold very cold. Suddenly the stomach lurched sending me tumbling to the side, and then up. For the time I spent in Zeus's stomach trapped, I'd never seen this behavior before. I quickly found something to hang onto.

        This was going to be a bumpy ride.

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