神殿中的火星

At first, Prometheus waited behind a tall stone gate. When the guards followed Zeus into another room, he walked silently into the great hall. A golden fire burned in front of the empty throne. Its light moved across the walls like a living creature, and every step seemed too loud.

Prometheus picked up a dry fennel stalk and held its hollow end near the flame. A small spark entered the stalk but did not burn the outside. All of a sudden, a guard's shadow appeared at the door. Prometheus had to find a way out before the guard returned. He hid the glowing stalk beneath his cloak and left by a narrow path behind the columns. The secret warmth stayed bright against his heart as he hurried downward.