High on the sacred mountain, the Olympians celebrate.

The music of lyre and pipe floats about them as goblets of sweet nectar and invigorating ambrosia are passed around the company.

Great tales are told, of epic deeds, of the making of the world and the toppling of the Titans. Cheers and laughter shake the pillars around them, and the mountain quivers.

From the lands below the mountain, the sweet fragrance of mortals' offerings rises to season their feast.

The gods are merry. The year will be prosperous.