"
His head bowed he walked across the temple, passed the doe on
his way to the downward path.
"Wait!" The voice was an angry growl. "What is this! How did it
get here?"
Zeus stood in the middle of the temple, in his godly form now.
In his hand he held the feather Demo had previously taken from
the floor, only to toss aside.
"I know not sire. For the feather I carried was stolen away by
the wind. This was here when I entered the temple."
"Ah, good, good. Then it couldn't be the feather. Good day, my
boy. Give my regards to your mother - and to any other kinfolk
you should meet. Lovely day, lovely." Zeus smiled happily as the
rain dripped upon him from a rent in the temple roof.
With drooping head Demo once more turned to go. A sudden
disturbance caught his attention. Once more he halted.
A beautiful owl floated on wide spread white wings through the
temple entrance.
"Zeus, Aeolus carried here the white feather. Even as you
required, it was delivered. Nought was said that the boy must
himself carry it."
"Athena, you shall have many children." He paused for a moment.
"And all of them shall be lawyers," Zeus growled. "Very well,
technically the task was done. Come back, my boy. Let us
celebrate your success. Here, have a sip of my most valued
nectar."
Zeus tipped the flask, burped, wiped his lips with the back of
his hand. "Here you are. Take a deep draught."
Demo smiled happily, looked at the rosy fluid for a moment, and
raising the flask to his lips, closed his eyes.
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