The horizon was broiling. Hera could feel the foam prickling her skin. The breeze cooled her ankles. Her wet garments slapped at her thighs and knees. Salt water blew in her eyes.
He didn't like being disturbed.
What?
I am penetrating the... her voice was lost in the burgeoning thunderous wind.
When he blinked, the stars twisted into a temporary new shape.
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