My name is Theseus. I am
the prince of Athens. My father, King Aegeus is the King of Athens, sends seven
girls and seven boys every seven years for the Minotaur of Crete to avoid
battles with King of Crete, the powerful and selfish King Minos, as a deal. Minotaur
is a monster, son of a human, son of a bull. I was enraged at the deal and how
my father is so afraid to stand up to King Minos. So I, instead, stood up as a
sacrifice to kill the Minotaur because my father could not persuade me to not
to leave him. He was depressed and upset but I did not care. I desperately
wanted the sacrificing deal to end.
I
got to Crete with the others and saw the princess of Crete, Ariadne. Princess
Ariadne is beautiful. Her eyes shine with excitement but her emotions on her
face are peaceful. She sat in her chair decorated with diamonds and gold but
her beauty was undefeatable comparing to the jewelries. She is attractive as
the sun in the wide, blue sky. The flowers smile and bloom when they see her.
She is calm as the full moon at night. The poets sigh in bliss when they write
about her. I was amazed by her beauty and forgot to kneel before her. As she
stood up and came to me, I woke up from my day dream and knelt before her.
However, our gaze still locked.
“You
are the prince of Athens.” She sounded shocked.
I
smiled and said, “Yes, I am.” Suddenly, remembering the mission I am on and the
reason I came here, I put my smile away, and continued, “Theseus.”
“Why
are you here?”
Her move was so graceful I
forgot how to talk. I shook my head and looked at the ground, “To kill the
Minotaur.” Speaking of this, my heart began beating fast again. I will not fall
in love with the princess of the evil and perverted King of Crete, I thought.
She smiled and laughed,
covering her mouth. Then walked away.
The next day, the seven
girls and boys were gathered in front of the gate of the labyrinth where the
Minotaur was trapped.
King Minos asked, “Who
would like to go first?”
I did not hesitate and
answered, “of course, I will. I am the prince of Athens. I will go first.”
King Minos laughed
dramatically and replied, “I admire your bravery and determination, but you
will be chewed into pieces in a while.”
I suddenly caught Princess Ariadne
looking at me, desperation showing apparently through her gaze. She came to me
close and whispered while stuffing something into my shirt, “Tie this to the
gate when you are inside. Come back for me. Bring me with you when you are
back.” She gave me one last smile and walked away.
I
hardened my heart and told myself I would not be fooled by her outer beauty
that simply covers up her evil nature like her father.
I
went into the labyrinth and took out the fluffy object Ariadne put in my shirt.
I realized it is a ball of string. I tied it to the gate according what she
told me and began my journey to the centre of the labyrinth. I was cautious and
nervous.
After
thirty minutes, I felt something furry. I alerted and knew it was the Minotaur.
It moaned at me. It was loud and raucous. It was dark but I hopped its back successfully.
I grabbed onto its long fur and tried to climb up to its head. I finally caught
his horn while it jumped up and down, trying to shake me off. It stopped
jumping. I thought it was tired. So I used my bare hand to wipe away the sweat
on my forehead. Suddenly, I felt it jumped almost to the ceiling. I had to let
go of the horn. My life flashed in front of my eyes. Suddenly, I caught the
other horn. Phew… That was close. After a while sitting on the Minotaur’s head,
being shaken, I was almost out of energy. However, fortunately, the Minotaur
seemed tired as well. While it was slowing down, I got held of the other horn
and pulled. The Minotaur moaned loudly. I used all my energy. I tried twisting
its head by its horns. Crack… Crack. Crack, crack, crack. The Minotaur moaned
louder. Hearing its crying, I felt sad for it. Being locked in this prison for
forever. Unable to die. No light. No hope. No food. I felt my hot tears rolling
down my cheeks. The Minotaur’s crying was less and less clear. I suddenly
realized Ariadne was right. I did the right thing, to kill the Minotaur, to end
its misery. Gradually, I gained more power by pitying him, wanting to end his
tragic life for him. “Shhh, shh. It’s ok,” I whispered. Feeling the Minotaur
relaxing, I continued calming it, “Good boy.
It’s ok. Go to sleep.” Giving it one last twist, crack. It stopped
moving and fell to the ground softly. I knew now. Even though it looked like a
crazy bull, it had a human heart. It was King Minos that totally destroyed its human
nature by locking him in this dark place, giving him no care or love. I bawled
out loud beside this dead creature, releasing all my pity for it and anger for
the King.
I
found the thread and went out of the labyrinth. I pretended to be proud and
powerful, covering the extreme depression in the inside. I saw Princess Ariadne
running towards me, yelling into my face happily and hugging me. I did not even
care about what she said. Her father is a demon. The real demon. She must is
evil, too. Like father, like daughter, right? I pretended to be joyful to see
her again. However, I knew I have no love for her anymore, because I knew, even
though she is so appealing, it is all fake and empty. She took me to my boat,
and told me she was going to come to Athens with me, like I promised. No, I
cannot take her to Athens. She is a devil, I thought. So I told her to get some
bread for me. She went away quickly, didn’t know I suckered her. I cut the rope
that connects my boat to the deck and left alone.
I
had so much to think about that I forgot to change the black flag on my boat to
white ones as my father commended me. I suddenly remembered what he said, “If
you success, change the flag of your boat to white.” However, I was already so
close to Athens. I looked up at Athens and saw a person falling off the edge.
No, please no. I thought. I knew who it was. After pedaling so hard toward the
place where he landed, I saw it. The body floating. I swam to it and saw his
face. Father. Don’t die. I’m right here. I thought. Trying to bring him back to
life is impossible now. It’s too late. For the second time, I bawled.
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