Mystery
Life on Olympus: chap 3
Spilled wine laid on the grass and permeated the air. It was a prospect of passed out creatures and drooping oak forms of the forest nymphs. From first glance, one could imagine the scene of unfortunate circumstances of a forest struck by a plague, but the seemingly lifeless bodies sprawled across the earth were the fast asleep satyrs and townspeople recovering from a maddening night of fun. Dionysus sat above him all on the platform and revelled in what he saw. He smiled contentedly and basked in the glory of what made him a god. He, himself, was buzzed from the partaking he had done in his lonesome on Olympus as night turned into day. Taking more sips from his chalice, he stayed and watched as a few regained their senses below and shook off their hangover. Not having an idea of what had occurred, they gathered themselves and looked up at the sky. Some began praising Dionysus for the night, lifting their hands in the air and shouting his name. Others looked to the sky and held their hands in their heart. Some even picked up cups with small amounts of wine in them and began drinking merrily again on their routes home. Dionysus felt a warmth, a strength deep in his core. As the wine filled inside him, and he began hearing the praises sung by those coming back to their senses from below, it felt an unexplainable boost of power. He felt motivated to do more, to drink more, to show more people the wonders of his gifts and abilities to enthrall a room to undying laughter and amusement.
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