Stitched up in dusty wool and leather, a figure of cunning and ambition arrives out of the wilderness: Bellerophon, son of a Glaucus sired in turn by canny Sisyphus himself.
Most called Bellerophon a murderer, but nobody seemed to agree on the victim. The only sense of fact was that he had killed someone, and now he was here to make reparations.
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