Poor security, I'd say. Where
would I wander if I were a minotaur? He sat in quiet thought.
Food, of course, it must find food. No keepers to feed it now.
And water, certainly. The body of a bull, the upper torso of a
man. Boy, I bet it has a strange diet!
I could go over and look at the maze. Might be a clue or two
there. And I better talk to the keepers. They should have a
handle on its feeding habits.
And if I find it? What then? How does one capture a minotaur?
Or keep oneself from being devoured by it? Ahh, and I was so
happy as a simple hunter!
"Mother, I'm off again tomorrow."
"Oh, I wish Zeus would quit sending you on these silly errands.
And you should forget about that Athena. I hear she has a
vicious temper. Now Theresa, she is such a lovely girl. And so
docile. You'd make such a handsome couple," she finished
wistfully.
"Yes, mother. Do tell dear Theresa hello for me."
Morning came early. He rose grumpily, washed his face in the
wash basin, and carried it out the door to throw away the water.
He paused to look up at the stars, still brilliant in a dark
sky. Orion was low in the sky, and seemed to be pointing toward
the ocean's shore.
Perhaps it is an omen, he thought. I shall trek to the ocean.
After all, the minotaur may have plans to leave our land for one
more to his - it's - liking.
Demo tossed the water out into the darkness, heard it splash,
then a sudden sputtering and words not fit for ears of a young
man.
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