Your plane lands in Rome. The airport staff are distracted by what was on the news. The Colosseum, which hadn’t seen battle in centuries, was in an uproar; ablaze even. It was as if Nero had returned. A Satyr was holding a tournament For Delphi! the wheels of his chariot were made of flame. But isn’t Delphi in Greece? Perhaps this spirit isn’t where he belongs?
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