The Hippocampus (Greek Firebird Bend)
Once long ago, there was a boy born to a rich Athenian family. He was named Castor and was foretold to be one of the wealthiest and most influential men in all the Mediterranean.
Many years passed and Castor had grown up to be handsome and strong. There was nothing more that he liked than sailing to the many different islands and isles that made up the greek empire.
One bright, early morning as the sun rose above the horizon, Castor caught sight of dazzlingly bright scales breaking the waves. Only lore had told of beautiful creatures like these, a horse with fins instead of legs and scales that shone brighter than any stone, a hippocampus. No matter how skilled and fast he sailed, Castor could not come close to the rare beauty. He chased it for what seemed like hours before it stopped at a reef that surrounded an island Castor has never seen before. Suddenly in front of his boat, the creature reared up and Castor caught it with a rope around its neck.
“Please,” the frightened animal pleaded, “ set me free and don’t kill me!”
“Kill you?” Castored echoed. “ Course not,” and with that, Castor cut the rope from the hippocampus’ neck.
“I thank you, and for your kindness, I shall give you this,” the creature
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