Happy sunday to all! πŸ™‚ I was away on a trip to Amsterdam last week and couldn’t post or comment, but now I’m back with one more little snippet from my novella about Theseus and the Minotaur, tentatively called “Poseidon’s Mask”. What does it mean to be Poseidon’s son – what sort of powers would the child of the earth-shaker, fountain-springing god have?

The Satyr stepped smoothly in his path. β€œWhat was that?”

β€œWhat was what?” Theseus’ heart boomed.

β€œThe rumble in the deeper passages. Shakes and quakes, water fountains wherever you pass.”

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Have fun! πŸ™‚