I, I am Beowulf a God among men
Adventurer of a many exploits, my beginnings touches my ends
My existence began so far away, in the dark recesses of a country town
Across an ocean and hidden behind a mountain range, no more than a whelp when found
Offered to board a ship, to be fed while learning a trade
Thirty pieces of silver exchanged hands, my parents smiled and a deal was made
Carted off to the ship, the first I’d seen the ocean or been away from home
The hard work I was accustom to, but enough to eat wasn’t my norm
I learned my duties quickly and excelled, I developed and became an equal within a few years
One thing that they seemed amazed at was my lack of any fears
Hunger had been my only scare, but now as a man I could feed myself
And along with a ship and crew, there was nothing left
I sailed the seas and soon a many had heard of my name
But the closest that I came to marriage was within a cave among the Danes
For a week a mead wench and I battled as if to the death
On the eight day I became homesick for the sea and so I left
For years I sailed and battled monsters among the waves
Word traveled the world that more than a few towns had been saved
While docking in the Isles words reached my ears
The Danes said we have the monster of all monsters right over here
I was invited to come and try to best a beast that was eating men
The mead wench rolled across my mind and I hungered to see her again
I arrived sleeping on the floors of smoke filled halls waiting for the break in
Sleeping with so many maidens, but none as tight as the mead wench’s skin
But then I heard boards being splintered, as doors were ripped from their hinge
What stood in the doorway even made my own men cringe
By grabbing his arm I caught him by surprise
I was the first man to attack him, I could see it in his eyes
He fought and twisted until he tore his arm off
I collected thirty pieces of silver and then gave chase before his trail was lost
While following the blood into a bad neighborhood, I remembered this group of caves
I remembered the cave’s entrance that he had entered needing to be saved
I entered and there I saw her, my mead wench swearing to do whatever she could do
I ripped him away from her arms tearing out his throat as I heard her screaming you
Dripping in sweat and blood all seen a little clearer with the rising of the sun
I expected her to say my savior, my lover, but instead she said you killed our son








It’s epic and I’m only reading part 1.
It captures the readers attention not just because the flow is impeccable, but I love how you take a classic journey and make it feel contemporary. It’s your style – urbanizing timeless tales.
One of our favorite pieces and movies and to put it in a different era the kids may read this, thank you Lady
Mission accomplished.
You’re welcome.
The shock of discovering you killed your own. That is a horrible way to find out. I like how you wove this tale.
Think of Oedipus and the final realization after you impregnate you own mom, hahaha, life is mythology and visa versa at times. Thanks Lady
This is an awesomely told tale my friend. You have the story tellers gift for taking an ancient story and breathing into it a fresh perspective that is so invigorating to read. You engage the reader with suspense and then that explosive ending. I too thought of Oedipus when that ending came. A worthy addition to the myth.
John
We really appreciate your reading and comment, much respect