Oh Muses, how you taunt me in my sleep. You dangle stories in my mind, only to send them away on Hermes swift feet back to Arcadia. I awake with fleeting glimpses of the world I visited in my dreams only to have them snatched away; only a glimmer of what was spectacular reaches paper. They giggle and taunt me as the great becomes the average. 359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBgIpK4aGTl
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Muses beware, as I am no normal mortal. Even now I plot my vengeance, to conspire with Hades himself. The King of the Dead and ruler of the gloom would like some inspiration. So, we, together plot your doom. Luring them to Tartarus would not be an easy task, but if I were to sleep there they would surely come forth to harass me in my dreams. Hades would delight in such company as he would be their torment as they were mine, then the words would flow easy and be divine.
Penana
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