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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

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    7 COMMENTS

    1. 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.

    2. 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

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