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A clay tablet revealing the hybrid’s despondency.
One must not lock the door if the prisoner’s spirit is broken.
This clay tablet bears no decoration.
The tablet reads:
After Asterion played father’s lullaby we would talk in whispers well into the night.
We would swap heroes’s tales and constellations, exchanging legends from our lands.
“Tell me, boy, did you hear tales of the villages beyond this sea?
My father was once a prince to a fine city-state, before the gods’ folly plucked his mind.
Does it please you the though of leaving this labyrinth and journeying north,
should your father ever relieve you of this shrine-tending duty?”
The boy dallied before answering, when he did his voice cracked like the embers.
“To see beyond these walls and sea? Nay, the stories I heard very few,
but the thought, to cross the ocean, how could I find it pleasing?
Crete is the cradle of man, it stands above all others and shall outlive them all,
what reason would one have to abandon its bosom?
Alas, the thought alone is foolish, for never will father relieve me of duty.
I may leave these walls, but there shall be another labyrinth for me
once I prove myself capable of wielding the labrys.”
“Forget Crete, then, does the thought of freedom entice you?
There may be no land like this, where the snakes know no ill words
and the wild goats have such rich flesh, but think of a place where freedom is yours.”
And like dried wood, abandoned for years, his voice cracked among the embers.
“Banish the thought, my lord. See you not that I am a beast?
My will scarcely matters in this affair, whether or not I wish for freedom
how would I cross the raging sea? If I knew how to sail, still I have no means to do it.
Had I the crew and ship, would they not vanquish me for the sin I am?
And if I ever did cross the sea, what awaits me there? At least here
I have the hope of seeing my family once more, for their next visit.
Surely they will soon arrive, my siblings and I shall hunt together.
There is no future anywhere else for me, my lord,
even if I fear this land too bears nothing for me except dying embers.”
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- Cretan Goat - Commonly known as Kri-Kri, are feral goats that inhabit the island. Both its meat and hide were highly valued in antiquity. The commerce of those goods relates to the Cretan economic dominance in the eastern Mediterranean Sea.
- The kri-kri are another symbol of Crete; in modern times, it's used in tourism.
- The goat are supposedly nonnative to the island. They are thought to have been brought to the island by early settlers.