Helios
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Burning Helios, the All-Seeing Sun, Is dead. He sleeps in the arms of Persephone this night. The cold winds blow tonight. The world belongs to Nyx, primordial Mother Night, Who existed before even Gaia was born. The cold winds howl, And Odin mounts His eight-legged steed, To lead the Wild Hunt, screaming through the darkness
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So tomorrow is the Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year. After tomorrow night, the days will slowly get longer, the nights shorter. The dark half of the year will flee, and we will have hope and light to look forward to. On the 22nd, I’m planning on getting up early to watch the
Temple of Athena the Savior 