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My uncle Poseidon banished me to the sea for my disrespect of the human race. He's had enough of me "dallying around with there lives". Before I could argue he cursed me, and only when I feel the true feelings of being human, was when I could return.
The sea water engulfed me. As I slammed into the ocean like a high speed rock. My golden armor was stripped before I was banished. And was sorta glad or I would have drowned.
The white fabric that surrounded my body way already difficult enough to swim with, I grunted as a wave went overhead.
Salt water went up my noes and into my eyes. "I hate you uncle," I yelled into the abiss of the sea. Ripping the dress off of me. As another wave went over head.
The seas got ten times ruffer. I held my breadth as another wave went over head, it slammed into me with a force that stung my body.
And as I got lost in the waves the sun rays were slowly falling behind the waves. I cried out when another caught me unprepared and sent me under. Water filled me lungs unexpectedly.
What's the point of this, if I was only to spend my days drowning in the sea but never dieing. Is this what humans feel, a sense of drowning in ones life, or a sense of purpose to continue swimming because maybe just maybe the waves stop for just a second, and life provides you that one pleasant moment and life is worth fighting for again.
I laughed, I couldn't help it. Humans fight wars to live and some fight to take the pain of living away. "Humans are insurmountable to us Uncle, they believe in the falseness of love and hate and happiness..." I laughed once more, "I Athena have all the wisdom and yet I cannot survive the ocean, so how can one human want so much emotion out of life, if even us, THE GODS cannot have even that," I screamed into the abyss.
The ocean then became calm. Completely calm. I stilled, and watched as the sky's become dark....My father Zeus.
Lightning came down upon me and forced me up from the water. I didn't utter a word. My father once again saved me from the insanity of my Uncle.
I looked back, and my eyes widened. I watched as a giant wave came my way.
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The Godess of War
ActionI didn't know how much blood could be shed. Not enough to fill the world, to say the least. War was ugly, death is ugly, knowledge is ugly. Yet I am the Godess of all those things. My name is Athena and I'm covered in blood. But I do not regret a t...
