03-07-2018, 02:16 PM
The first event ends, and though I have not scored well, at least I have told the truth and earned some points at all.
When the Goddess Nike announces our next task, a shiver runs through me. Before us lies a tree, and guarding it, a serpent with eyes that I feel I almost know. The others shift beside me, looking at one another as if wondering who will go first: but my eyes are not on them.
That serpent represents the darkness that I am so afraid of. But now more than ever I must not let it conquer me.
Striking forward from the group, my legs propel me into a gallop, my Arabian tail streaming behind me as the distance between myself and the tree grows less. The snake, its tongue shuddering from between its death-heralding lips, slithers on the ground, coiling and widening its face, gleeful that its first prize has presented itself.
But I am not a prize to be won.
When only a foot lies between the snake and I, I leap over top it, kicking out with my hind legs to dissuade the vile creature from lashing out at me. I land with a <i>thud</i> on the other side, and the snake - far more agile than I - is already closing the distance I have put between it and myself. Shrieking in fear but also exhilaration, I start away from the tree, reaching up just in time to snag a golden apple off of its heavenly branches.
Well, this certainly is another way to the tell the story of the Garden of Eden, now isn't it?
A chill runs through my spine as I wheel around and am cantering back to the Goddess with her prize as a sudden realization comes over me: the snake had lashed out at me as I had grabbed the apple, and the only reason it had not landed its bite in my flesh was because I had begun to run: at the last moment, its venomous fangs had struck me hind right hoof.
Shuddering, I lay the apple before the Goddess, hoping I have done my team proud with my courage.
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word count 363
answer: destriers.
When the Goddess Nike announces our next task, a shiver runs through me. Before us lies a tree, and guarding it, a serpent with eyes that I feel I almost know. The others shift beside me, looking at one another as if wondering who will go first: but my eyes are not on them.
That serpent represents the darkness that I am so afraid of. But now more than ever I must not let it conquer me.
Striking forward from the group, my legs propel me into a gallop, my Arabian tail streaming behind me as the distance between myself and the tree grows less. The snake, its tongue shuddering from between its death-heralding lips, slithers on the ground, coiling and widening its face, gleeful that its first prize has presented itself.
But I am not a prize to be won.
When only a foot lies between the snake and I, I leap over top it, kicking out with my hind legs to dissuade the vile creature from lashing out at me. I land with a <i>thud</i> on the other side, and the snake - far more agile than I - is already closing the distance I have put between it and myself. Shrieking in fear but also exhilaration, I start away from the tree, reaching up just in time to snag a golden apple off of its heavenly branches.
Well, this certainly is another way to the tell the story of the Garden of Eden, now isn't it?
A chill runs through my spine as I wheel around and am cantering back to the Goddess with her prize as a sudden realization comes over me: the snake had lashed out at me as I had grabbed the apple, and the only reason it had not landed its bite in my flesh was because I had begun to run: at the last moment, its venomous fangs had struck me hind right hoof.
Shuddering, I lay the apple before the Goddess, hoping I have done my team proud with my courage.
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word count 363
answer: destriers.
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