Poetry & Creative Writing

Mystery Greek Myth....

 

There once lived a man named Alefeon in the Kingdom of Argos with his wife, Cosima. Now Cosima was a very beautiful woman, and many people were jealous of Alefeon. Every now and then someone would try and take her and seduce her, but Cosima was very thoughtful, and wouldn’t dream of doing such a thing as being unfaithful to her husband. This way, nobody could ever get hold of Cosima. One day, she was walking along the seafront in her best dress, talking to the turtles and other sea creatures when Poseidon noticed her. Poseidon was in search of a mistress and took quite a fancy to her. As she walked home she passed the Palace of King Lacrisius he was looking out of his bedroom window and was flabbergasted at how beautiful she was, with her long white dress and caring blue eyes. He immediately ran frantically through his palace, trying to speak to her for at least a few seconds, but by the time he had run through all the twisting and turning passageways, she was only a speck in the distance. Now Cosima had a god and a king that fancied her, and she didn’t even know it!

The following day, there were rumors that the Persians might try and invade. However, King Lacrisius took advantage of this, and sent every warrior in Argos to march down to Sparta to supposedly ‘meet them’. Every warrior in Argos included Alefeon, and Cosima was very saddened to see her husband go, not only for fear he may die but also because she knew not exactly who might fancy her at that time……..

As soon as Lacrisius saw all the men march off into the distance, he rode his horse to Alefeon’s house. As soon as she saw him Cosima bowed down to him and cried, “King Lacrisius! What are you doing here? Do you bring word of Alefeon?”

“No, but I bring word of a terrible plague,” he said worriedly, trying to frighten her, “Would you like to shelter in my palace?”

“Well…. if you don’t mind?” she replied.

“Good, hop on to Alekson back (that’s my horse).”

So Lacrisius rode Cosima to his palace with a wicked grin on his face.

When he arrived in the palace, they both parted, Cosima in her own room, and Lacrisius in his. Once she fell asleep, Lacrisius crept into her room, avoiding every chance of making a sound, and sneaked into her bed. Just as he was about to have his ways with her, Cosima woke up. At the sight of him so close to her she let out a loud, piercing scream. She looked around in the darkness and, being a brave woman, snatched a plank of wood lying in the corner, and biffed Lacrisius over the head as hard as she could, then ran out of the palace and back home. As she was very frightened she decided to spend a night with her lady-friends.

Meanwhile, up on Mt. Olympus Artemis was wandering around doing her business when she overheard Poseidon’s plans of seducing Cosima and was appalled. She eventually learned of Lacrisius’ attempt to make Cosima his and being very pure, set out to punish him for causing such a trauma in Cosima’s life.

A week later King Lacrisius was walking in the mountains when he saw an old crone begging for money. He ignored her. Higher up the mountain, he saw a hungry cat begging for food. Once again, he ignored it. Just before he reached the summit, he saw a bird flying about. He decided to try and shoot it, seeming as it looked so weak. All of a sudden, the bird became huge and did a giant number 2 in front of Lacrisius. He got very angry and was about to shoot the bird when it took the form of Artemis, took out a bow and arrow then made a fake shot right in front of Lacrisius’ very own face. The arrow exploded in a huge shower of light, which blinded Lacrisius. Before the light disappeared, he lost his footing and plummeted down, down, and down, before dissolving into thin air on impact with the ground.

Luckily, Alefeon returned home to Cosima before Poseidon could hatch out his plot. About King Lacrisius, who bye the way died, his family lost all their money. Alefeon and Cosima eventually had two children: Micarus and Inachus, who would go on to be the great-great-great-great-great-grandfather of Dionysus.

And nobody dared lay one finger on Cosima ever again after they learned of what had happened to King Lacrisius.