I thought of redemption many times. Revenge also. These paths are the paths that I had to walk through so I could finally realise who I am. What I represent. What I've become. That one day gave me everything I ever wanted, but in a strange way. A way I didn't think of, not in the slightest. People came from Athens to pray at the temple of Asklepios. My mater told me to go with them. She wanted me to be close to the gods because of my behaviour. She said I was too angry for my age. I was only 13 when I started getting really angry at times where I couldn't say or do anything to protect my self esteem and my conciousness. A young priest came to our house and talked to my mother. He looked quite sceptical, but then I saw my mater's face. She was frightened. That priest said something horrible and I could feel it in the aura he passed into the house. A dark energy collapsed our oikos.
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Afoipnisis
Historical FictionThe story takes place in 482 BCE during the Greco-Persian wars. A young boy flees from his homeland Argos to seek out the path of a warrior.
