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A Time When I Was
It was a long time ago, ten thousand years or so, when magic and crows, held premium pose and place among many untold. It mattered not if there was heat or cold, all the people sang my praise in rowse. That day's victory will go down in history, and I had been the hero in that story. There was a time when a mighty army marched across the seven seas and along came Thynus, the crooked wizard. Bizzare in appearance and manner of enchantment, striking terror in the camp of my people, sending shivers to their very spine. They stood aloof and goofed around, knowing of nothing to do but prayed aloud to gods who barely stuck around. The army did come to battle but not with arms of flesh. For they did not set in array as it is accustomed of war. They merely camped around many days, waiting till we die away from famine thirst and decay; for Thynus the fierced and crooked, stood at a mountain just a stone throw from our gate, that to our very gate we stood away. The evil Thynus kept howling and growling and they all howled at the moon, praying to gods too afraid to aid. Then I arose, a small way pass infant or so, as the people did described me. Looking away from the gods to view the other side of the coin, I felt myself mightier sub rosa than any god, in contrast to the small cog in a large wheel as they saw me. But my heart was purer than Nemesis, nobler than Zeus, and lofty as Odin. So I refused to pay them back in their own coin Moving swifter than the cockney sparrow yet silent as the owl approaching his prey, I sprinted to the gate and found an escape and to their camp I came. The night was cold and tedious to my feet, but I vowed to stay the course. I truly had no plan but a firm resolve to bring salvation to my people, the land of my birth. I could not explain then nor now at all, how my bravery came to be. All I know is that as I went along the side of the mount, Odin's strength came rushing, Athena's wisdom came pouring, as if I were a mortal son of the gods I greatly despised. "Thynus must die", I said to myself. For all of a sudden, I knew what to do. He is the fret of my people, the pause to their bravery, the end of their wit, the crippling of their arms. ~ To be continued
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