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Title: Great Amphitrite, I
Challenges: mythology![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
snape100, by the sea lupin100
Word Count: 100
"It sounds very good," said the shabby man. He gripped the handles of the wheelchair and looked down. "Well?"
"We've come all this way." The hawk-nosed man massaged a cramp in his right leg. "Amphitrite is the last option."
"Follow me."
The guide led them through the cool marble dimness of the temple. The statue of Great Amphitrite stood alone in the sanctuary, sea water lapping about her feet. She was the last of the chryselephantine statues of classical times, her seaside home the last hope for the desperate.
The newcomers were desperate, for one of them was dying.
Challenges: mythology
snape100, by the sea lupin100Word Count: 100
"It sounds very good," said the shabby man. He gripped the handles of the wheelchair and looked down. "Well?"
"We've come all this way." The hawk-nosed man massaged a cramp in his right leg. "Amphitrite is the last option."
"Follow me."
The guide led them through the cool marble dimness of the temple. The statue of Great Amphitrite stood alone in the sanctuary, sea water lapping about her feet. She was the last of the chryselephantine statues of classical times, her seaside home the last hope for the desperate.
The newcomers were desperate, for one of them was dying.