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... t, even when the horizon lay flat and silver as polished steel, the deep trembled with a pulse that belonged not to tide or current, but to a will. A living will. Poseidon’s.
And Olympus felt it.
Storms bent away from their old patterns, rivers rose without rain, and whole coastal kingdoms vanished overnight, not with crashing tempests but with silence. One moment villages stood, smoke curling lazily from chimneys. The next, there was only water, glassy and still, as though the l ...
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