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Brontide: The low rumbling of distant thunder


Brontes, Steropes, and Arges: banished to earthy bounds and lands of punishment for eternity

Resentment flourished and the brothers were released for Battle of the Titans
 
Olympian god, Zeus, grateful for the brothers, utilized their blacksmithing extraordinaire 
 
Night bled into days and the brothers crafted Zeus his weapon of choice, the thunderbolt
 
Time passed in wait for the next threat to approach; the brothers faithfully served the gods with their fine quality of weapons and strength
 
In a squall between son of Apollo, Asclepius, and Zeus, thunderbolts decimated his body
 
Deaf with grief, Apollo’s misplaced anger smote the cyclopes
 
Etched forever the cyclopes live in Mount Aetna, an active volcano that smokes as a result of their burning forges.
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