They came like comets through the firmament of each domain. The messengers were clad in robes of woven thunder and light.
There were a lot of them who dispatched from the throne of Zeus.
Their descent split the clouds and they fanned out across the whole territories of Olympus.
One of them arrived in the tranquil garden of Athena. She was at the reflecting pool with her eyes closed, senses threading the world below.
The messenger landed without a word and knelt before her. A scroll materialized, glowing with light and crackle of lightning.
She opened it and read it.
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Another messenher found Hermes in his winding corridor of palace. He greeted the messenger with a knowing glance before he even spoke. "Zeus doesn't usually send the messengers. Is something really big are about to happen?"
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Another entered Hephaestus' blazing forge domain beneath Mount Aetna.
