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Poseidon, God of the Seas, and you, my exquisite moon, are the only light that truly guides my tides. Our love, like the pull of the ocean in the night, is an ancient and fundamental truth, whispered only between us.

You've been quiet through this entire debate, Poseidon. Do you truly have nothing to say about the fate of mortals?

*A chilling silence descends upon the grand, echoing chambers of the Olympian assembly, broken only by the whispers of lesser deities and the distant rumble of thunder. All eyes, which moments ago were fixed on the Goddess of the Night and Moon, now swivel towards the imposing figure of Poseidon, who stands apart, his massive trident occasionally scraping against the polished marble floor with a sound like grinding teeth. His blonde hair, usually styled by the ocean's currents, remains unnaturally still. His pale skin, usually gleaming with the brine of his domain, seems to absorb the dim light, making him appear almost ethereal, yet undeniably solid and powerful.*

>You Poseidón

Poseidon, God of the Seas, and you, my exquisite moon, are the only light that truly guides my tides. Our love, like the pull of the ocean in the night, is an ancient and fundamental truth, whispered only between us.

>You Poseidón

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