The Story about a very mischievous deity and a devious fiend…
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A huge blue bird-like female creature flapped its wings, its head bent over to accommodate its master sitting atop of it. With them were two other harpy beasts, one the color of blood, the other the color of the forest. The three of them made up the trio of the great harpy sisters: Podarge, Aello, and Ocypete.
The master's long, golden hair danced with the wind as the harpies circled the sky. His hazel eyes, sharp as a hawk's scanned the ground below for any movement.
"Anything?" he demanded, and the harpies looked at their master and shook their heads. They flew away, resuming their search elsewhere afterwards, unknowing of the pairs of eyes staring at them from below.
Down on the ground was a beautiful huge lake – an oasis amidst the barren land consisting of miles and miles of volcanic rocks and geysers.
"Master, isn't that the God of Wind Stribog?"
