Oi! Rebels! I’m the prince
Listen to my words
Or you’ll turn to mince
So lend me your ears, worthless curds
Obey my laws
And drop your swords!
Oi! Rebels! I’m the prince
Listen to my words
Or you’ll turn to mince
So lend me your ears, worthless curds
Obey my laws
And drop your swords!
Dear king Philip,
As we walked through the rainforest and when we saw an intricate building. Behind the bushes, there appeared to be this ruin. An intricate building.
Many moons ago, in a place where a war started, there lived a king and a queen. Their names were Andronicus and Arina. They had been forced to leave their home.
They had run away east into the wilderness. Many refuges joined Andronicus and Arina. Andronicus felt sorry for them so he gave them as much food as possible. All the refuges wanted Andronicus to be their new heir.
The people celebrated for everything that Andronicus has done for them. The people built magnificent places for Andronicus to thank him for everything that he had done to saved their lives.
One day, Arina went up to Andronicus and whispered, “Don’t go too far with your palace.”
“What do you mean?” replied Andronicus. Arina was now getting quiet annoyed but kept her irritation to herself. Andronicus was now puzzled but still determined about his city that it is going to grow and it is going to be the best palace that was ever made by people.
Over the months flew, the place was growing and the population was growing to help making the place. Arina came up to Andronicus again and asked, “Don’t you think our foreign city land is magnificent?”
“You mean good but not as magnificent as you think it is.” Andronicus said in a harsh voice. However, the two didn’t know that one of the gods was watching…
The next day, Andronicus woke up and saw his magnificent land. He went up to the window and said to himself, that this is really his land. The god that was looking from the sky and disguised herself invisible and entered in Andronicus’ room. She moved out the way and made Andronicus think that she wasn’t even there. When Andronicus went and went to bed, he had a dream about a god Athena, she will destroy the land. Also she will be next to him the next day but Andronicus didn’t believe her.
When Athena was next to him the next day sitting next to him the next day in the morning, he yelled “Get out of my way!”
“Why?” questioned Athena.
“This is my palace and by the way, get your rags off!” shouted Andronicus. Athena disappeared. He felt all the action and nasty things he had done and said.
Whilst Andronicus was thinking about his greediness, Athena went into the underworld and told Hades to flood the river Synx. Hades did as he was told. Athena made holes all over the ground and black bubbles came up until it flooded the whole land. This was the last time Andronicus saw his growing land.
THE END
I looked up from my loom and saw a dark, shadowy figure approaching to me. It is barging and making heavy footstep toward me.
His eyes are onyx. It is coal. Whilst it was barging though the crowds, it was faster than I thought. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. This is or was a nightmare? Why me? What have I done by the way? Stomp. STOMP. STOMP! Oh no! It is a nightmare that is alive in the Earth. Now the infuriated figure raced towards me in full battle armour. However, the figure is so ugly. Why an ugly person? Why not handsome? The figure has so many wrinkles that it is an old person. Its eye was scrunched up like a person angry. Anyway why would figure come to me to tell me off just for telling people that I was good at weaving? I mean, there is no point of the figure coming towards me what I have only done is telling people that I am good. Not that bad. When it stood right in front of me, the figure shouted “How dare you act like a god! You are just boasting!”
“What have I doing wrong?” I replied.
“You have offended us as like you are a god when you are just a coward human.” Snapped the figure. Then the figure disappeared. I was shocked. I was ashamed. I will never boast again.
They leapt from the tower ledge. As they plunged down the ledge, their white feathered wings unfolded. They bolted upwards. They flew across the murky sea. Shortly, Icarus got confident in flying. He flew high like a bird could fly. The blistering sun burnt Icarus back. Icarus had excessive confidence that he had hubris. He had too much ignorance. He even thought that he was better than the god Apollo! Daedulus warned him not to climb any higher or else. Unfortunately, Icarus ignored again! There was now a competition with Apollo. Icarus flew higher that Daedulus until he soar higher until he got closer to the sun. Apollo thought that Icarus needed a punishment. He made the sun as hot as he can. The blazing sun touched on his back and the wax melted. The wax dripped and floated onto the murky black sea. Icarus plummeted down whilst Daedulus followed behind him. Icarus was falling fast. Daedulus did not know what to do because he did not know what to do to save Icarus. Daedulus wished Icarus had listened to him. Icarus had sunk into the gushing riverbank. Icarus was never to been seen ever again so Daedulus went home by himself.