atque adeo tuleram falso rectore solutos Solis equos, caelumque rotis errantibus uri, et Phathontea mundum squalere favilla.
And indeed I suffered the loosing of the Suns horses under a false driver, the burning of the sky as the wheels ran wild, the world caked with Phathons ashes.
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