Absentmindedly he reached down, picked it up.
He found himself gazing on the beauty of Venus, a smile on her face. The lips seemed to move, and expressed in a voice all softness the gratitude shining in her eyes.
He smiled. No!
No! Not a dream.
As a child I nourished him. His body I made strong, agile; his mind, quick. Strength I gave him, and the will to bear pain without flinching. Almost, eternal life. But that was not to be.
Ceres was thinking to herself.
The voice I heard while praying - It is, I am sure, his voice. The time is coming when this tragedy shall end. In some manner, unknown to me, Fate will bring the paths together.
Ah, yet how powerful is the enemy! Zeus himself alone is more powerful.
No, not true. Moira has mapped the path of each, be they God or man. And Fate has given me a vision.
I knew not then to what purpose the boy's skills would be needed. How quickly time has passed, and the wrong done my daughter is yet to be avenged!