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With Thunderbolt in hand, the path is revealed—our predetermined plan. Awakened by the blood of beast I have seen visions of the land of the deceased. As expected, the final fragment of Olympus’ Antekey can only be found where the restless dead would be. Deep, down, dark, and damp in the Underworld is where our final prize lies, fingers crossed to reach it no one needs to die. Worse—while the Pearl and Thunderbolt took more novel forms it seems the final piece is adhering to more mythological norms. A helmet gifted by ancient mono-eyes; it is said to be an unparalleled disguise. | With Thunderbolt in hand, the path is revealed—our predetermined plan. Awakened by the blood of beast I have seen visions of the land of the deceased. As expected, the final fragment of Olympus’ Antekey can only be found where the restless dead would be. Deep, down, dark, and damp in the Underworld is where our final prize lies, fingers crossed to reach it no one needs to die. Worse—while the Pearl and Thunderbolt took more novel forms it seems the final piece is adhering to more mythological norms. A helmet gifted by ancient mono-eyes; it is said to be an unparalleled disguise. | ||
<i>Three pieces form together into one | <i>Three pieces form together into one<br> | ||
From the sea, to the sky, and deep below | From the sea, to the sky, and deep below<br> | ||
Our work here is nearing done | Our work here is nearing done<br> | ||
Checked in, checked out, the day was won | Checked in, checked out, the day was won<br> | ||
Time raced, and paced, and ran rather slow | Time raced, and paced, and ran rather slow<br> | ||
Three pieces form together into one | Three pieces form together into one<br> | ||
Hidden within a trickster’s idle fun | Hidden within a trickster’s idle fun<br> | ||
And grasped tight by morning’s foe | And grasped tight by morning’s foe<br> | ||
Our work here is nearing done | Our work here is nearing done<br> | ||
But three is only one of four to be won | But three is only one of four to be won<br> | ||
From the ravens and the toad, lest not forget the crow | From the ravens and the toad, lest not forget the crow<br> | ||
Three pieces form together into one | Three pieces form together into one<br> | ||
Down the Styx hidden from the sun | Down the Styx hidden from the sun<br> | ||
Pay your coppers so the boatman’ll row | Pay your coppers so the boatman’ll row<br> | ||
Our work here is nearing done | Our work here is nearing done<br> | ||
The final fragment may appear as none | The final fragment may appear as none<br> | ||
Shrouded in blood and darkness, a hidden faux | Shrouded in blood and darkness, a hidden faux<br> | ||
Three pieces form together into one | Three pieces form together into one<br> | ||
Our work here is nearing done</i></span> | Our work here is nearing done</i></span> | ||
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DATE: 4-28-2020
EMPLOYEE NO. 1313
FILE REFERENCE: TLH06
TOTAL: $0.7
With Thunderbolt in hand, the path is revealed—our predetermined plan. Awakened by the blood of beast I have seen visions of the land of the deceased. As expected, the final fragment of Olympus’ Antekey can only be found where the restless dead would be. Deep, down, dark, and damp in the Underworld is where our final prize lies, fingers crossed to reach it no one needs to die. Worse—while the Pearl and Thunderbolt took more novel forms it seems the final piece is adhering to more mythological norms. A helmet gifted by ancient mono-eyes; it is said to be an unparalleled disguise.
Three pieces form together into one
From the sea, to the sky, and deep below
Our work here is nearing done
Checked in, checked out, the day was won
Time raced, and paced, and ran rather slow
Three pieces form together into one
Hidden within a trickster’s idle fun
And grasped tight by morning’s foe
Our work here is nearing done
But three is only one of four to be won
From the ravens and the toad, lest not forget the crow
Three pieces form together into one
Down the Styx hidden from the sun
Pay your coppers so the boatman’ll row
Our work here is nearing done
The final fragment may appear as none
Shrouded in blood and darkness, a hidden faux
Three pieces form together into one
Our work here is nearing done