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Mar. 28th, 2008 12:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wheatencrownThe Plaka is quiet, the twisting, wandering cobblestones have few souls on them this odd Spring night as Demeter leads Clark into Athens.
Demeter turns, her veil slipping for a moment as she is home and old memories keep rising in her heart and she is complicated and true,
"North to Olympus."
Demeter turns, her veil slipping for a moment as she is home and old memories keep rising in her heart and she is complicated and true,
"North to Olympus."
