A cavern where we all must go - myths and Nomans alike - to let our ghastly fingers breach the breathless land of lifelessness.
Peliades came first, though he fell second. Alone, afraid, despaired. But another felt the same.
A sound was made, a chorus of them, and with tears in his eyes, the man with fire for hair lifted his disheartened face.
โWho are you?โ He spoke into the darkness.
And snakes for hair responded, โA legend, like you.โ
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