a mix for eris, the goddess of chaos and the forgotten sister, left in the cold. she lies in wait for the day when she will emerge victorious on the blood slick steps of olympus, ascending to a ruined throne that will always, eventually, come back to her. she works in increments-- they forget her invitation; she brings them a golden apple. it's the way it has always worked. she doesn't need their attention, just their devastation (but don't worry--someday she is going to have both.)

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