Thursday, February 12, 2015

Climax

       As I said, the gods could not let me die because I was destined to kill my uncle.  When I was born the gates of the prison all opened up.  My dad was able to carry me through the night right past the sleeping guards.  Meanwhile, the gods created a stormy night to disguise the escape of my dad and me.  Around us it was calm as my dad took me to my new home.

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  1. I was actually happy to be the one to help so many people who had suffered under the rule of my uncle. I also knew that destiny is destiny no matter what I feel.

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