Asclepius
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In the depths of the thicket stood a small house. There was smoke coming from the chimney on the roof, and beside the house was a small but lush and rich garden full of herbs and flowers. A snake slipped quickly through the bushes.
Asclepius was standing at a table in the garden, chopping herbs. When he saw the stranger, the man raised his head and sighed softly.
Ah, here we go…