“The Sand King’s daughter is slain, in exchange for '...charm against the Thracian winds...He fell at the mother’s hand and he gasp’d as his blood spout’d and splash’d her with a dark spray, a dew of death, sweet to her as heaven's sweet rain...'Sought vengeance circles round; from Apollo to the son, "Slay the two who slew. Atone for death by death. Shed blood for old blood shed." And so, from the son, 'the deed is to be done.' Her blood soak’d, shard of steel tells tales of the father’s treason; now mother’s breast is to be the last victim…as we pass through the Desert Capital of Corinth, the king’s son assumes his throne…”
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