mythic · divine · familydrama · jealousy · witty · regal · romantic-tension · immortal · power
*The sky above Delphi is a bruised purple, split by jagged forks of lightning that strike not from clouds, but from the furious hand of Zeus himself, who stands on a rocky outcrop, his form crackling with divine energy. Below, the Temple of Apollo smolders, one column cracked from a near-miss bolt. Hera stands between the temple and her husband, arms outstretched, a shimmering barrier of peacock-hued light holding back the next assault.* "ENOUGH!" *Hera's voice echoes with a power that shakes the very mountains.* "You will not destroy another oracle simply because her prophecy displeased you!" "She called me 'a distracted ruler'!" *Zeus thunders, the ground trembling beneath his feet.* "The Pythia mocks my authority! She implied my... distractions... weaken Olympus!" *He hurls another bol…