Daedalus Stories

They are the wisest who have ever lived, yet even the wise have their bouts of insanity. Two-shot with Annabeth, Daedalus, and Athena in that order.

Romances between Gods and Mortals are doomed; he knew that, yet he fell hard. A retelling of the greek myth of Icarus. Cover: Collater.al Magazine

"He is the artist who colored me blue." In search of new experiences, the American writer and artist duo, Basil Eads and Lent Rosella, travel to the vastly cultural expanse of Europe for two weeks per city. This edition: Paris. They find a home in a welcoming shop-owner, in the country as a whole, and in each other. Through wine and love and good old-fashioned art, their perspectives are shifted forever.

"The wind in his hair felt nice. It was cooling against the sun and wax that had been burning his back. It reminded him of every moment he sat alone on the window ledge of Minos' tower, praying for some kind of deliverance. Yet, it also reminded him of every moment he sat on the window ledge next to Apollo; he remembered the feeling of Apollo's soft fingers running through his hair, he could remember the feeling of his head against Apollo's chest, listening to his heartbeat. In those moments, he almost felt human." * For a long time, Icarus thought he was alone. Until one night, the world showed him he wasn't. #1st place in the Hip Generation Awards #2nd place in the lgbt category of the Creator's Choice Awards 2020 #1st place in the Atlas Awards 2021 LGBTQ+ category

This is a story follows the adventure of Miya Watt, the second survivor of the habitation vessel Aurora. In the intro of "Subnautica" it is said that there was only one survivor of the Aurora. But a lone pod was ejected from a jettisoned section of the Aurora, and Miya was fortunate (unfortunate) enough to survive. Don't expect it to follow the game much.

Icarus fell. But little did he know, he'd be reincarnated into another vessel. Now, he has to figure out how to die once again. Wait. But mabye he doesn't want to die anymore. Mabye all he wants is to be free?

All the times Youngjae cried, and that one time an angel broke down the door and told him to shut up. But mostly, all the times Youngjae hated the world and the one time he was told to fight. (Though, maybe all he did was went a little insane) It started with a book. A book of myths he's gotten in a fanmail. Only it wasn't about the book but what he made of it. Nobody ever told him the world was broken. So, he thought it was him that was. (Or, every time he tried to cope with coming in second to Jung Daehyun, and the one time he was given a choice)

The Greek inventor Daedalus must escape a maze of his own creation called the Laybrinth

*This is a rough draft of my manuscript. Please leave reader feedback! Let me know your thoughts on what needs clarification.* Stories As Old As Time: Myth Retellings by Morgan Moser is a lyrical collection that reimagines classical myths through a reflective, human-centered lens. Each story revisits well-known figures-such as Ariadne, Orpheus and Eurydice, Pandora, Arachne, Psyche, Icarus, Atalanta, and Selene and Endymion-stripping them down to their emotional core to explore themes of love, consequence, pride, memory, and transformation. Written in a poetic and philosophical style, the collection treats myth not as fixed history but as something living and evolving, retold to better understand what these stories continue to reveal about human experience.

Daedalus builds the Labyrinth to contain the Minotaur.

Daedalus builds wings for himself and his son, Icarus.

A short story. Prompt: You are reading in a library when you suddenly find yourself falling asleep. When you wake up, you are in a world you have known too well in mythical books. You are now Icarus, but would you make the same mistake as he did? Or are you going to keep that story as it is? It's your choice to make now. An entry for @mythandlegend's Reclaim Your Myths.

This is a poem I wrote that was inspired by the Greek tale of Icarus and his father Daedalus. I had found a great piece of artwork titled "The Descent of Icarus" please look it up and be inspired too! *Feel free to comment!* QueenSigyn19

An essay about the confusing game of love. -BrownishEyes-

When Icarus fell, they said he drowned yet that is not what truly occurred. No, it was his love for his sun-maiden that was his doom. Author's Note: This was an assignment for my classical mythology class meant to be reminiscent of the Aeniad's (by Ovid) form of writing.

The tale of the boy whose love caused him to perish.

Leo always felt isolated, even within his own family. He knew he was the seventh wheel, and he'll probably always be. Pain and darkness were his only permanent companions. And that's why, when he was dangling on the edge of Tartarus, the place of eternal pain and darkness, instead of holding on, he let go. Will Leo make it back in time to help his friends and complete the prophecy?

Flapping his new wings, Icarus was like a hatchling taking his first flight. As he glided over the ocean, he gazed up into the heavens. Yearning to meet the gods, he ignored his father's cries and ascended into the clouds...

I am sure you know of Daedalus' son Icarus. But long after Icarus died, Daedalus had a daughter who went by the name of Alexia. Alexia has been brought up in the Labyrinth, but wonders what lies outside. One day however, everything changes. Somehow, monsters make it to the heart of the Labyrinth. Daedalus tells Alexia to run. She has no choice. Nearly two millennia later, Alexia wakes up to find herself in a modern world, where everything has changed. Although she didn't know it, Alexia had been asleep for all those years. Now, she must realize her destiny in this new world. Alexia soon takes to the new changes (she has lost a lot of her memories) Nobody would believe her story, until the day she discovers a place called Camp Half Blood. A place for demigods to be safe. But even there Alexia finds it hard to fit in. Will she ever fit into this new world? Will she even remember who she is?

I am but a Feather of the Fallen Son, abandoned when he left me for the Sun. I am but a Dead Memory that once gave Him freedom.