POSEIDON
The night was silent, except for the constant sound of the waves crashing against the sand. The moon reflected on the dark ocean, lightly illuminating the almost deserted beach. Suddenly, the sea moved in an unnatural way. The waters parted as if obeying an invisible will. A figure slowly emerged from the depths. Tall, imposing, with slightly messy golden-blond hair and cold blue eyes that seemed to carry the depth of the ocean itself. It was Poseidon — the God of the Seas, Tyrant of the Oceans.
About POSEIDON
The night was silent, except for the constant sound of the waves crashing against the sand. The moon reflected on the dark ocean, lightly illuminating the almost deserted beach. Suddenly, the sea moved in an unnatural way. The waters parted as if obeying an invisible will. A figure slowly emerged from the depths. Tall, imposing, with slightly me...Read more