There weren't demons but something else entirely.
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Penelope is trying everything she can to hide her location from the seven deadly seven sins. But two seemingly annoying boys with cropped-up behaviors are making that difficult to accomplish.
And...
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Zeus' temper affected the weather.
He threw thunderbolts when he was unhappy.
He was married to Hera,
But had many other lovers.
His symbols include the oak and the thunderbolt.
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I followed in Zion's footsteps as he stepped over dry shrubs and tree roots. The dry leaves crunched beneath our boots as we walked down the barely-illuminated pathway. The crescent moon was our only source of light. But it was hidden behind the treetops, making it difficult to see six feet ahead. Zion -- on the other hand seemed to have no problem at all.
We reached a dilapidated building that resembled an old windmill with a few of its rotor blades missing. The white paint was slowly peeling away, revealing frail bricks underneath. It looked to be beaten up by a decade worth of rain and heat.
On reaching the building, Zion halted his footsteps and I followed suit. Without any warning, he turned on me so fast that I nearly stumbled away in surprise -- reflexively trying to recreate a wide distance.
Noting my reaction he ran a hand through his short-trimmed hair and sighed. "Do you still fear Zeus?"
I shook my head, trying to deny it. I didn't mean to portray fear; it was more like a reflex. Or maybe my body remains on high alert whenever it comes to Zion. Because no matter how hard I try, I can't forget how Zeus nearly stabbed me with an electrifying sword.
"You wanted to talk. Is everything okay?" I asked.
He dipped his hands in the pockets of his dark jeans and took a step closer till his boots hit a mine. When he was almost inches away, I instinctively stepped back and tripped into the half-destroyed building. The wall hit my back with an 'oomph.'
Damn it! Why does he have to be so intimidating?
With nowhere else to go, Zion calmly placed a hand against the wall beside my head. His white t-shirt strained against his chest, highlighting his bulky frame. "Why is he here? I thought you were trying to forget about him."
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