...the air and the sky are free
"Escape may be checked by water and land, but the air and the sky are free..." -Daedalus
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Day 1
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Bastard.
He calls himself a king. Lies, all of it. No king would ever be so unjust as this.
A son, pay for his fathers crime? Unthinkable! Any logical person would agree, if there was only a logical person in this cursed place.
But my only companion is him. The man who has destined me to rot in this dastardly maze, both in creating it himself and by angering the one who banished us here.
My father.
If only he was one of these logical people, he would have realized that you can never be the kind of person who pleases everyone. If anything, please those who have the most control on your life.
But no. He still believes in true love, the kind that lasts forever, a blessing from the gods.
Fool.
I was like that once, childish in thought and mannerism. I too believed in true love.
Until it spit in my face.
Rosaline.
But no. I will not dwell on that of the past. I will dwell on that of the now, that of the living hell which circumstance has forced me into.
Damn you, King Minos.
Damn you, father.
Damn you, life.
~Icarus
"Escape may be checked by water and land, but the air and the sky are free..." -Daedalus
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Day 1
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bastard.
He calls himself a king. Lies, all of it. No king would ever be so unjust as this.
A son, pay for his fathers crime? Unthinkable! Any logical person would agree, if there was only a logical person in this cursed place.
But my only companion is him. The man who has destined me to rot in this dastardly maze, both in creating it himself and by angering the one who banished us here.
My father.
If only he was one of these logical people, he would have realized that you can never be the kind of person who pleases everyone. If anything, please those who have the most control on your life.
But no. He still believes in true love, the kind that lasts forever, a blessing from the gods.
Fool.
I was like that once, childish in thought and mannerism. I too believed in true love.
Until it spit in my face.
Rosaline.
But no. I will not dwell on that of the past. I will dwell on that of the now, that of the living hell which circumstance has forced me into.
Damn you, King Minos.
Damn you, father.
Damn you, life.
~Icarus