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The Minotaur [Jul. 10th, 2016|10:35 am]
Tony Grist
He kills in a panic - as scared of his victims as they are of him. He looks tremendous, but he's a botched experiment, a splicing together of ill-matched DNA- and he knows how weak he is; there's little going on in that great coffer of a skull but fear and self-pity. Consider him well; see how that wedge of an upper body tittups along on those spindly legs and silly little hooves. He's top heavy. Barge into him- rugby tackle him- and he'll go down on his back and be as helpless as an overturned beetle. All you have to do is slip a blade between his widely spaced ribs and you're done. Actually he'd like nothing better. 

[User Picture]From: craftyailz
2016-07-10 11:44 am (UTC)
Poor Minotaur. The only one of his kind. Friendless. Sad. Wistful


I can't work out how to add an image to a comment so I've linked the image.

Edited at 2016-07-10 12:02 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2016-07-10 12:12 pm (UTC)
Yes, that picture was in my mind. :)
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[User Picture]From: rosamicula
2016-07-24 05:54 pm (UTC)
When I was at the stage school, I did the story of the Minotaur with my youngest class. They each had to write a section of the story in their own words and illustrate it, to make a sort of comic strip sequence along the wall.

Having the terrible prudishness of 21st century youngsters, they all put him in underpants. I wish I had taken pics.
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