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On Olympus, where clouds coiled like serpents, Thoth faced Zeus, his white hair crackling with lightning. “That tablet,” Zeus thundered, gripping his bolt. “It’s mine by right.” Thoth sidestepped a searing strike, his feathers singed. “Trade it for Aphrodite’s embrace.” Zeus paused, then roared with laughter. “You’ve got nerve, scribe. Agreed.” Aphrodite awaited in a Read more