Today’s three words: King, Power, Eternal
There was a problem with being a powerful King and living for eternity.
It meant you had a lot of time to yourself and at your disposal and in time you suffered the fate of having that fact to contend with.
Being a mythological creature didn’t make it any easier. In Poseidon’s case, there were expectations of grandeur, loudness and being constantly wet.
After several millennia he did grow tired of the wetness, the constant feeling that at any moment he might start to rust did bother him because he knew he had an image to uphold.
Rising up from the ocean depths to assert his power over all around him and creaking and squeaking as the rust set in hardly made him the character he once was.
He had to face it, as time went on, and he was beginning to get rather cross at time, in that it moved on, and he didn’t seem to be keeping pace with it, he was becoming less a figure of might and power and more an idle curiosity of the past. Such was life he thought as he rose up spitting out another fish caught in his teeth.