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Chapter 9, section 5: Ana El-Haqq

Smudges of warmth crept into his dizzy vision. Yellows, reds and oranges chased lightly with gold. Reds with little bangles of gold whirling like his beloved when they met again after being apart so long. Whirling together, she wore a flowing red dress and gold bangles on her wrists. Her eyes were black as a moonless jungle canopy, yet love poured out from them like wine. Kisses that unlocked his joints and sent them both into a rapture of whirling.
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Chapter 9, section 4: Old Man Coyote leads the dance

Hot doggie breath filled his nostrils. Coyote’s impossible pink tongue wicked inches from his face. Those eyes bored into him like they were rummaging through his mind looking for a lost thought.
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Chapter 9, section 3: Forgetfulness, the River Lethe

The cold of hell started at his feet. Wet and cold crept up from his toes to his ankles. Frigid water flowed over his feet. It splashed his shins and rose up to dowse his seat. Then he was chest-deep in bone-chillingly cold water, cell phone crackling static in his ear. It was dark all around, and foggy in the middle of the river.
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Chapter 9, section 2: Get me home by midnight

“So you’re telling me that you called me out of Paradise—and on the way down I had to escape from Hell—to listen to one of your heroic survivor stories?”
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Chapter 9: Dionysos pleads his case and is sent back to Hell

Dionysos slammed his fists down on the coffee table, sending bone porcelain chattering noisily, “Bullshit, father! You can’t tell me you never show off your godhood to dazzle some bra-busting secretary.”
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Chapter 6, section 8: froggy went a-dolphin

Only the fuselage made it all the way through. The wings snapped off, leaving twisted metal plates and smoking engine turbines to tumble down the cliff face.
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