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August 18, 2005
Volume 5, Issue 18
When I was young, my mother used to subscribe to a weird magazine called Man, Myth and Magic.
Use the concept of those three things together in a story today.
Ted: Fading
The White Buffalo was fading into myth, His magic failing. Long gone was the time when He could easily manifest to show His people the way. No longer could He tell the old tales of creation, help His people find water, or answer their prayers for food. With one chance left, he entered the room of a Man who had just pledged troth to one of His Maidens.
"I must tell you three stories, so that men will remember always" he rumbled to the Man. "The true stories of Creation."
The Man thought he was dreaming, and only rememmbered two.
Laurence - They chained me to a rock for this?
Prometheus looked down Olympus and smirked.
"Those people look really cold," he grumbled. "I guess I’d better help them."
Apollo’s chariot set the torch ablaze. Prometheus then cradled it as he stumbled down to the valley.
"Behold!" he shouted to a passing human.
"What's that?" asked the human. "Is it magic?"
"It's fire," said Prometheus, passing him the torch. "See?"
"Ah," said the human.
He shrugged, stuffed the torch in his mouth, and screamed in agony.
"At least he didn't shove it up his ass like the last one," Prometheus sighed as he climbed back up Olympus for more fire.