When I heard that my name had been turned into a legend I was shocked but not surprised. There is an element of truth in every story, even when it sounds like a Greek myth. I’d heard strange bits of conversation throughout the whole day, disjointed fragments of descriptions, but they were all about me. I didn’t think much of them in the moment. Only when I was safely away from any human contact did these conversations rise back up in my mind, not unlike layers of muck at the bottom of a lake when your foot stamps down.
Another direct hit! One more hit and all shields will be down for good. His heart is racing he can’t remember the last time he has taken so much damage to his ship, maybe his reflexes are failing? Maybe he is not swerving quickly enough; maybe his return fire is a little slow.
Epona is the Greek Goddess of fertility and protector of horses, ponies, donkeys, and mules. Epona is also said to have been the one to lead the soul into the afterlife on her horses. She was the only Celtic God to be worshipped in Rome and was so widespread. She is from a religion known as Gallo-Roman which was a mix of a traditional religion practiced by the Gauls (Celtics) and the Roman Hellenic traditions.
The guy next door had always seemed a bit strange. He didn’t leave his house for work every day, which made me wonder how he got the money to survive. He had glasses that magnified his eyes like a bug and hair that always stood on end like he had recently been running his hands through it. When he did come out of his house he would say weird things like “passion is coming along nicely,” and “I’ve almost cracked fearlessness.” I would just smile, nod and walk away.
‘Beware the Evenglow.’ A father advised, closing the curtain on the window. The dim world shutoff from him, all Thomas Akhen-Sayer could see was the dying candlelight in his parents’ small shack.
Once upon a time, there lived an angel from the heavens above, his name, Uriel, a new soul to the above, thriving in peace and love. His beloved family and friends down on earth had missed him so much, too much to be exact, that his soul had been pulled back down onto earth due to the mass amount of people who were offering there own souls to the devil just to bring the angel, Uriel back down to earth. The love and obsession over Uriel was too much that it began wars and jealousy over the opinions of what Uriel had liked more during his past life before his passing. In the situation that had presented itself to Uriel, had now became his mission to fix, with the will of his father and the faith in himself as well, Uriel knew that he himself had a lot to do and he knew that it wouldn’t be easy because the choices he makes will change the balance in good and evil. Not only in the world around him but inside the wills and choices of his loved ones.
1)Their World as They Knew It (Tick)
This is the second in my Saints Day series. You can read about August Saints Days here.
‘Right, I’m off’, Grettos whispered in her ear. She rolled, adopting an even more uncomfortable-looking sleeping position. He got up gently. It didn’t take much time for him to find his shoes, clothes and gear. He knew his way around the house even during the darkest hours, and the glow from his rucksack, which was close to his bedside, helped light things up a little. Of course, the glow could not be seen in the daylight hours. It was still light when they usually went to bed so the glow would not have been noticed by his partner.