The Gorgon’s Intertwinement

Freed from the Curse

It was hot at first than I felt the rain. The change was done. The beauty of this was that I could morph my feet from tail to toes! The curse felt heavy everyday as she made it through life. A fight after a fight she had thought. Now with Cassandra on her trail, why did she not think of hiding? She had no clue what to do feeling scared and cursed she made it through the mud.

“Why?” she screamed.

She turned around to run away from it all and closer to finding hades to try to get free from it all. all she has to do is get past the harpies to find the map the fight would be fierce, but easily done hopefully. The world was getting stranger after Athena and she now is getting to see more than anything she could have thought before. In her mind she could do it.Her arrows flew through the air as the harpies had made the eerie sounds that could not be undone. The feel of battle amongst them. She looked to her side to see if she could find a tunnel the map must be close or getting closer as she felt it in her spine. The darkness guiding her through the feathers that cut her. she was Almost fully morphed into the snake. Her tail that replaced her feet had just been grabbed by a harpies’ that battled her. She felt lost than blasted the harpies’ with her gaze as she tried to carry her away. The harpies’ fell from the sky and broke into a million pieces.

“Ah!” Astraea screamed out from her fall as another one flew over her and stripped a scale from her and carried it away.

She slide all around making escape. Out of nowhere one hit her side with a wing. She used it to turn her snake like body and knock it with her tail. Astraea had turned four more before escape. The mountain was going slow as she felt the pain from the scale. Astraea couldn’t help, but wonder why? It was more intriguing as it went. Her spine had glowed to know she was drawing close. The sun was burning bright outside in the heat of the day. It was trying in the heat of the day. Her spine stayed bothering her non-stop. She couldn’t believe what happened. The map this close to find she got her sword ready by heer long snake-like tail. She was making it into the outskirts of the city. The strong city of Croc’sire. It was a fortress past the caves and into the swampland. There was bogs where she could make camp. She was glad to soon be able to make rest.

“Ha.” she said with glee while making the fire.

It was cool outside, colder than usual. great temperature for human like crocodiles that roamed the fortress. Astraea felt great fear in camp. Her gaze cannot harm human-like with the second- eyelid to see. Though she may have to stay morphed to survive it, it aroused her still.

“Who’s out there?” she asked.

There was a Spirit like creature slow moving in the tall grass beyond the bog. It had beautiful long tusk, bone like. It moved swift, while it slowed down. The spirit started to speak to her as she stared into its eyes.

“Croc’sire is where it is.” the spirit whispered.

“Where it is?” she replied startled.

“The map!” he said “To free you from the curse!”

“It started with them.” she looked “Beautiful placing.”

As she was going into the city she was stopped from her journey. Two strangers different from her knowledge gave her water. Told her of a sword that could bring honor to her. She knew nothing of it. They continued with a story of a Katana.

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The pain she could remember, all she could think on was honor and the new challenges that became her. The story stayed in her mind of the katana. She had to learn more on it. Her time looking for the map was almost done in Croc’sire. She was making it through the city. She had got excited, she found it. She ran after the beautiful sight that gave her rest and peace. She had started to exit out of the city of Croc’sire. The day was better and no one noticed the missing map in their eyes. She felt dizzy though it had must been the nerves of the day. She carried on as it seemed what was around her kept changing to her sight.

“Who are you?” She whimpered after feeling the light blow.

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A figure stood over her with a sword. She recognized it, it was a katana. She didn’t know if it would be her end. He went on telling her of a story she relized he was a monkey. She morped back to a tale to try to knock him over. He leaped dropping and leaving the sword in the ground. He feld away from her.

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