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Today's story is by our usual author...Me!!!
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Stay
‘way from the Sun By HW
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nce upon a time, again,
on the island of Crete, there was a labyrinth, with a Minotaur guarding it day
and night, eating anyone who dared to enter. But a great hero defeated this
beast, freed all of the victims, and followed a string back out. Unfortunately it
wasn’t his idea, but the incredibly witty Ariadne, the daughter of King Minos
and he burned with fury when he figured out that his daughter sabotaged the
deadly maze. He also realized that the only person dauntless enough to cross
him, and the only one who had enough experience building, was Daedalus. So, the
extremely vengeful ruler decided to have Daedalus and his son thrown into the
deep caverns of the labyrinth. Daedalus knew about this, and all the times when
he was supposed to be working, he was steadily crafting, day in and day out,
wings. Once the wings were finished, Daedalus and his son Icarus went out at
midnight to test them out. They attached the ropes to their arms with wax, got
a running start, and leaped. Every midnight they did this, to make sure they
worked perfectly. One morning, right before the crack of dawn they decided they
were ready. Daedalus and Icarus fastened the wax straps of the wings to their
arms, and leapt upwards leaving behind all of the forgotten rules and dreams of
the city, forever. They sailed happily, but when they were only ten feet of the
ground, Daedalus seriously warned Icarus, “Stay ‘way from the sun me boy, fer
yer wings be made a wax.”
Things went pretty well
for about, twenty minutes, and then the
sun rose. Daedalus, being older and wiser, spotted the sunrise first and
cried out. Icarus, on the other hand, did not, and decided to show off for his
father. He flew higher and higher, sweeping across the sky, without a care in
the world. So when his wise father called out for Icarus to come down, he didn’t
listen, he thought that his father was jealous of his new tricks. Daedalus,
down below was scared silly for his son. He cried out once more, a final time,
for his son to fly down, but Icarus did not listen. Instead he boasted, “I will
go up so high father!” he laughingly cried, “I will venture up so high! Perhaps
I will catch a glimpse of the sun god and his fire blazing hor-” Unfortunately
he never got to finish that sentence. For at that exact moment, the sun shone upon
his wings and melted them. Daedalus, in the meantime, had just turned his head
to witness his son plummet to his doom, flailing his arms in a turtle like
fashion, towards the earth, tumbling away from the sun, the thing he was told exactly
to do.
At this time, most
people would crazily panic, but Daedalus, because he was a usual cool cucumber,
froze, made a little cross on his forehead, and kept going. He did make it out
of the city, and when he landed in the next country, Ileaden, He said a quick prayer,
had a moment of silence for his lost son, and asked the nearest sea merchant if
anyone had bought that particular sea. The Merchant shook his head, and
replied, “No one be claimed da’ sea, but me saw yer son drop to da bottom.” He excitedly
nodded his head, “So then I mades a conversation wit meself, and I said “Now
Jonnythun, whut doya make of that! A boy drops into my very sea.”” He
continued, “and then me said, “Now I outta have a moment of silenc fer the aching
father,’ So I did and then I said, Noy Jonnythun, you shuld name yer very sea after da lost boy!’ and so that’s exactly
whut me’s is gonna do!” Daedalus was so pleased! He squirmishly shook the man’s
hand, and took off, running towards the harbor. He was free, and even though he
had lost his son, the very sea Icarus landed in, would be named after him,
after the boy who had forgotten to listen to his father’s pleading, ‘Stay ‘way
from the sun’.
Your
Parents are usually right!
