Olympus Lately you can not sleep anymore. Clouds are always comfortable, soft and warm, not like the mattresses of the mortals who do not understand how they can not spaccarcisi back on. The sunsets accompany sleep then as now, the sun like a ball frozen in an eternal spring caresses the skin with a perfectly angled rays to reproduce the warmth of a helping hand.
But you can not sleep.
The clear air is shaken by the sound of that implement admin, writing master BG, Quester that build to a frenetic pace, never seen so much activity from that distant day when I had access to divine status. Something has changed!
E 'changed that we realized, looking into his eyes after a night of binge at the bar of Dionysus (the only one not looking in his eyes was Drao, so busy as he was to keep them focused on the backside of Aphrodite, the maid) who were helping the mortals in the wrong way.
Yes, even the gods are wrong. But do not tell Dingwath.
What's the superpowers if we use them to collect the flowers? Maybe Superman uses heat vision to warm the paste of yesterday? Zeus has ever launched a fatal lightning strike to make a scar? Maradona used his left foot may be varied for the doors?
And Hephaestus, the lame god, maybe he used his hammer to break through cabinets that has lost a key?
No, that did not. They did great things.
And why not us? Are we gods Series B?
E 'and then that happened and Athulea Seavel have made good buzz, and in two days have brought out many new products to fill for one year. And we found ourselves miserable demi-hand the power to change the world of mortals. And instead of erect bridges, erecting entire lives.
From time to time we throw a glance between the teeming mass of mortals, with upturned nose and a mouth full of curses because they are slow to give him the scar.
But listen indulgently our name in Vain from their mouths. Loving them as God loves its faithful, and not as a mother who spoils his eldest son, we are working because the scar is the least of their thoughts.
You hear that thunder, killing? It is not the wrath of the gods, is the sound of their business.
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