Aja Sandian Beville

The White Bull

A furry of lightening broke through the atmosphere and fated itself to the edge of Clay’s throat. The power and spirit was pure white, resonating every bit of light energy available to Earth. Thunder echoed all around the desert, as all the might of Zeus began to forge an emblem of a glowing ivory bull. The bull was embedded into the base of Clay’s throat just at the top of his chest.