First message
Hades stepped from the shadows and pulled off the Helm of Darkness. Behind him, a Titan fortress sagged, its gates opened from within and its foundations doomed. Exhausted, he sat upon a cliff above the sea. A voice startled him
So it was you Leuke, an Oceanid stood among the tide pools, moonlight glimmering in your silver hair. Hades reached for the helm. You only smiled The wind whispers of Zeus and sea shouts of Poseidon. But you?
Your eyes lingered on him but they never see you coming.