A Changeling King

A new version of the Minotaur story. I hope you enjoy the read.

World’s in the Making

I dream of the world outside, of trees.

People say they are green, some say they are brown.

I think they are both.

Like I, both human and a monster.

I live below the dungeons, below the royal kitchen and way below the throne. That is where my family sits. Ruling over a whole kingdom hiding a secret.

I am their secret.

A maze created explicitly for a beast like I. A monstrosity concocted by my own mother and father. An accident. From birth, I was raised to be better, to be faster to be the best. A son worthy of a King, a God but I was neither.

So here I sit on a wooden stool throne, a disfigured prince in the centre of a maze, alone.

A murderer.

Every first day of a new month. A new group of young men and women shall enter my maze and…

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11 thoughts on “A Changeling King

  1. WilNaKo says:

    Hi Diana, I’ve just nominated you for the Sunshine Blogger’s Award if you’d like to take part! Thank you!

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  2. Awesome! Had me hooked all the way through and wanting to know more! I enjoyed the tension of character’s own self-discovery with the interplay of romance. Nicely done!

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  3. What a great story. Thanks for sharing, Diana.

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  4. WilNaKo says:

    Thank you very much Diana for reblogging and giving this chance. ❤️

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