Oh, sweet Icarus, what have you done?
Minos may not rule the air,
but the Gods still do.
You have been so foolish.
Did you think Apollo would allow you mercy?
You answered for your error.
You've plummeted so far from freedom.
Your poor father is alone.
Shall we leave your body for him?
The island is your home.
We'll have it take your name,
and your story can be told.
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Comments
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Wow ~
Another Great write ~
I'm gonna have to add some more HM's!!!
SMILE!!
This is really good !
Bear ~
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I appreciate your knowledge of classical mythology!


