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Creative Writing: Greek Mythology

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There once was a young child. He was the son of the King and Queen of Karapolis. The King and Queen loved their son with all their heart. With that love, the young kid, Mark was his name, grew into a strapping young man. He was loved and nurtured and taught not to take what he had for granted. He was thankful for everything he was given and worked hard for what he had to achieve on his own. One day the goddess, Azra, was looking upon the Earth, and saw Mark. She saw his kind deeds and the way his parents loved him so dearly. Azra, the goddess of charity, soon became jealous of the attention Mark was getting for she never got attention for all the good work she did. As Azra watched the man, her jealousy for his family grew. She never knew her …show more content…

You wanted to dethrone me, make me look like a fool. You were plotting to upstage me in the very work I do best, but no! I beat you. You've come to the underworld and forever here you will stay, for no one comes out of the underworld,” Azra said, full of spite, “ for your parents, well, I have to say they might be joining you here very soon.” With that, Azra's spirit flew away, leaving Mark dazed and confused. When Mark realized what might be happening to his parents, he stood up, and started searching for a way out. He had only heard of the underworld in fairy tales, and knew of only one way to get out, and that was through Sacra. Sacra was the keeper of all things dead. Sacra was death itself. Mark started wandering to where he thought Sacra might reside. He was wandering for hours, when he heard a …show more content…

This Paige was the princess he was arranged to marry, but he had seen her before. Only, he knew her as Cleopatra. Cleopatra once came to Karapolis, but he thought she was only the daughter of a servant. They played all day for weeks, when suddenly, Cleopatra left. He never knew what happened to her. It occurs to Mark that the day Cleopatra left was the day his parents were done visiting with the foreigners. Mark thought nothing about the possible relation between the occurrences. As Mark pondered what might have happened to Cleopatra after she left, he realized he was desperate to talk to Cleopatra. She was right next to him again, and he had missed her severely. He looked towards the light, and saw it was now the size of a window. He continued closer to the window as it got bigger. The temptation to talk to Cleopatra was becoming more and more urgent, but as he opened his mouth to begin, Mark heard a voice at the end of the

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