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Chrysos
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 2, 2024
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Fiction
Fantasy
Tell me, oh muse, of thy golden sword Hand forged by the gods themselves Smelt by the fires of Vulcan Douse in the waters of Neptune In truth spoke Apollo, for he cannot lie He who wields thy blade stands above all gods Such prospect, the sword was shunned from the heavens A flash of gold tearing through sky The clouds parted way in his descent, as did the earth Before sheathing him in her warm embrace From the fruits of their union bore child divine Aureate scion of Terra and Chrysaor Chrysos
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