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| + | A thief tells few stories — | ||
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| + | //<color #993333>"The first story is titled:\\ | ||
| + | 'The Golden Apple? It doesn' | ||
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| + | That city is named Paphas,\\ | ||
| + | Where the golden light of Mnestia shines. | ||
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| + | The Golden Apple Tree sits in the city's middle,\\ | ||
| + | Only the fairest can pluck its apples. | ||
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| + | The beauty pageant begins on time,\\ | ||
| + | As the fair ones stretch their supple arms,\\ | ||
| + | Trying to pluck the fruits above their heads. | ||
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| + | Yet every time the apples come within reach,\\ | ||
| + | A breeze blows the fruit away without a trace. | ||
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| + | The audience in displeasure disbands, | ||
| + | With only one girl left standing there, her features bland — | ||
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| + | Yet to her surprise she finds,\\ | ||
| + | Her arms full of golden fruits, a harvest grand. | ||
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| + | //<color # | ||
| + | Trying to argue? Don't trick yourself, please."</ | ||
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| + | That city is named Idilia,\\ | ||
| + | Where Cerces' | ||
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| + | The sophist scholar holds a tortoise aloft,\\ | ||
| + | But his theories? Common sense bereft — | ||
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| + | //<color # | ||
| + | could never catch up to this turtle."</ | ||
| + | |||
| + | None can overturn him in arguments, | ||
| + | And he obtains the champion' | ||
| + | |||
| + | Yet as he is about to leave,\\ | ||
| + | A wind blows the tortoise in front of him. | ||
| + | |||
| + | And behold, his paradox becomes truth —\\ | ||
| + | To catch up to the turtle, an entire day and night he spends. | ||
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| + | //<color # | ||
| + | A competition in trickery? Who do you think is the grandmaster?</ | ||
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| + | That city is named Dolos,\\ | ||
| + | Where even Zagreus was once tricked. | ||
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| + | The king promises to reward the perfect lie,\\ | ||
| + | Wishing to recreate the deceit of the Titan, his grand feat. | ||
| + | |||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | "In truth, we are already dead!"</ | ||
| + | |||
| + | The liars take their turns in the challenge, | ||
| + | But no one pleases the king. | ||
| + | |||
| + | With a gust of wind, the girl emerges before the king's face.\\ | ||
| + | And when she leaves, she already has the king's promised gold in a pouch. | ||
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| + | The others are curious as to what lie she raised.\\ | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | And I am Zagreus."</ | ||
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| + | {{ : | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | You like money? Good. But you must pay the price."</ | ||
| + | |||
| + | That city is called Mythemis,\\ | ||
| + | Where the sea breeze intoxicates the people with delight. | ||
| + | |||
| + | A wealthy penny-pincher prays to the Titan:\\ | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | |||
| + | With a breeze, the rock in his hand turns to gold.\\ | ||
| + | But his joy is fleeting to behold —\\ | ||
| + | For with once embrace, his wife turns into coins, scattered on the soil. | ||
| + | |||
| + | He howls at Phagousa to retract the blessing\\ | ||
| + | But sees a girl in a hood in passing. | ||
| + | |||
| + | The girl laughs hilariously, | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | Some gold may be missing.\\ | ||
| + | But your beloved is right there, waiting.</ | ||
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| + | {{ : | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
| + | //<color # | ||
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| + | The girl with the hood dangles her feet in the bath,\\ | ||
| + | As two coins dance and fly between her fingers. | ||
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| + | //<color # | ||
| + | Tricked them to my heart' | ||
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| + | The girl pauses her words and looks out the window,\\ | ||
| + | As the light above the Titan' | ||
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| + | //<color # | ||
| + | How would you know that I am not lying right now?"</ | ||
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