.....you appear in a room, with shelves full of books, scrolls, and tombs. You catch a curious scent and then see a Sphinx guards the treasures held here. She looks upon you with ancient eyes, and you know that it is safe to view the works as long as you do not take them....

Hear the Sphinx speak her riddles.

View the Poetry of Sarrow poems written by Hela

Betrayal a poem by Zéphýr

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