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Tymon, Frank

"The Tarn of Eternity"

And Fate has given me a vision.
I knew not then to what purpose the boy's skills would be
needed. How quickly time has passed, and the wrong done my
daughter is yet to be avenged!
His shall be the duty.
I grow old, my limbs puny.
He is young, strong. My enemy shall be his enemy.
And for that enemy his name shall be Nemesis!
8. The Minotaur
"Being a well-educated earthling," Zeus began, a slight touch
of sarcasm in his voice, "You are undoubtedly familiar with the
legends of the Minotaur?"
"I have been told the legend by my mother, sire."
"Ah, a wise woman. And proud, I am sure, to have such a
stalwart, handsome offspring."
"At times she has expressed doubts. However, it is but a
motherly quirk, or so I believe."
"Fine, fine." Zeus seemed weary of the conversation, and yawned
loudly.
"Pardon me, my son. It isn't that you aren't a brilliant
conversationalist. I could listen to your childish prattle - eh
- to your exploits for hours on end. Shameful, I have so little
time for such pleasures. I must attend to my chores, you know.
Have to give the globe another kick before long, keep it
spinning." He paused long enough to sip at his nectar.
"Poor year, this. Lousy flavor. Must force myself to drink it,
I suppose." He took a large draught from the flask, smacked his
lips.
"Well, the annual circus is scheduled for later this spring.
I've decided that we shall have some unusual creatures to
entertain the Gods.


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