The war-hungry cloud-minions
lay siege to the nighttime heavens.
With a vicious surge, they defeated
even valiant Orion and the Sickle-Moon.
Bright lightning, like electrified veins,
throbbed in the forehead of the angry sky
while, with a rumbling and arrogant roar,
the Storm-Tyrant proclaimed: "I am come!"
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