The young sailor pleaded his tables now turned. Spare me your wrath, my heart don't savor." "You killed one of my daughters your heart I will gnarl!" "My favor you seek?" The lads stomach it snarled. He appeared as fresh water so the sailor would drink him. Poseidon appeared though not as you think him. My fortunes everlasting and enemies burned!" "Poseidon pay forth my wish which I've earned! Poseidon held steadfast, his attention was snared. Most gods didn't listen save one who did care. "Your mightiest dead, his blood I've spilled!" Made a wish on the breast of Blue he killed. Not much of a farmer but a pretty good sailor. The air stood still and the moon hung low. It was on a night like this, not long ago.
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