a grand owl of size never before seen flew down to marbled stone floors, gracing an empty hall of no one but a king who still finds sleep to come with great difficulty. without hesitation the creature walked closer to where he sat, talons clacking against the floors as it slowly made its way over with a rather stange show of importance. near the stears to the upper platform to the throne it stopped, spreading open grand wings before lowering its whole body down in a bow. " the knowing goddess has sent me to see how you were doing. I did not wish to spy, so I come presenting and introducing myself. " only now standing straight it glanced back up to the mortal man. " I am glauca, the wise owl of athina. a true pleasure to meet the king of ithaca. "
