The Beast of the Blue Gods

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Under a pale moon, where two temples stood like silent witnesses, the blue-skinned ones faced the great beast. It towered over them, ancient and terrible, its spine like the ridge of a mountain. But the blue gods did not flee. They reached out, not with weapons, but with open hands. For they understood what others did not: that every creature, no matter how fearsome, carries within it the seed of the divine.

Object number
012.05.002

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