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... lted before the Titan and gazed at his features.
Wrinkles deeper than canyons dug intricate mazes on his sunken cheeks and weary forehead. Like unruly vines, a white beard and hair cascaded down his severely atrophied muscles. He could tell they had once been powerful, but only a shallow echo of their grandeur remained—just like his time-worn toga. The color on what remained of it had faded, and time had gnawed on the divine fabric, leaving just enough to cover his lower body for a centu ...
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