TITLE: Theseus the King
GENRE: Mythological Fiction
Theseus encounters Perigune - daughter of Sinis the "Pine Bender."
A dichotomy of desire filled Perigune for she felt an attraction to Theseus but did not understand the emotion. All of her life, she had known only the embrace of trees. The scratch of the branch and the hardness of wood were the only touch she understood. But here in this youth - she felt an ardor of affection that tested her single known purpose.
Perigune was afraid of this youth and the unknown threat that he brought to her world. She wanted to scream at Theseus, to tell him to "run," or perhaps to run away with him. And yet, she was compelled to deceive, to draw him into a greater danger as she had done to so many others before. She lived in lies. Even her display of lust was untrue for she never had been with any man. She was like a flower that sends forth-sweet scent, but alone among living things, has no sense to smell; a syconium that beckons the mating wasp into a fatal trap.
The sound of two bells range out from the hill. Suddenly, Perigune was aware of a greater fear that she well knew. Perigune wrenched away from the grip of Theseus and started running up the hill. "Two bells," she shouted over her shoulder. "I can miss the animal act, but, I must be there for the rest of the show."