[ He sniffles again, thinking about his poor beloved frogs and realizes he doesn't want them or anything else to die... ]
Then... I don't know what else to do...
[ He slumps against Poseidon, pressing his cheek to his chest. He looks like a marionette with its strings cut with how lifeless and utterly defeated his body looks.
His voice is soft and resigned as he only cries silently now ]
I wish I was a river god... like the rest of my brothers...
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Then... I don't know what else to do...
[ He slumps against Poseidon, pressing his cheek to his chest. He looks like a marionette with its strings cut with how lifeless and utterly defeated his body looks.
His voice is soft and resigned as he only cries silently now ]
I wish I was a river god... like the rest of my brothers...
[ 3000 sons... why was he the one in a lake... ]