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   The tiny tot looked around with green eyes as tears streamed down his face. "Edwin will you just be quiet for two seconds?" A young lady with dark hair tossed up in a messy bun shouted at the shadow coming from the hallway.  "Mommy?" The kid asked as he stepped into the hallway.  "Look at him he's a little shrimp just move Isabe-"        "No, Don't even touch him.  He might not be the toughest three year old but he's your son!" The lady put her arms out to keep the man, Edwin Resture, away.  The lady turned around and picked up the little kid, "Honey, it's all right, Mommy's here."  The kid looked up and stared into his father's eye's,

Thunder rumbles The lightning crashes The rain, it falls and quickly thrashes The highest god Looks down below He knows the rain will turn to snow And when it does He knows it's true Time at Olympus will be through There's one last bolt On the marble floor One last bolt, and then no more The statues crumble The pillars crack The gods are never coming back Nobody believes It is more than a myth The gods will die-forthwith Zeus takes the bolt At Last, At Last And throws it deep into the vast The bolt does not crack Or light the night Or shine its beautifu, fearful light The time has come And it is dire Olympus and the bolts shall both e