“Hail Bellerophon, cunning slayer of Chimera,” the goat whispers.

I awaken and snarl.

“Stricken for his hubris, fallen from Pegasus,” the snake hisses.

Mane bristling, I hold back a roar.

“Not dead,” they choir, “but cursed. Hero we were, monster we are.”

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