2500 years ago in Ancient Greece, there was a marvellous city called Athens. It was a boiling, scorching day in the joyful agora. There was a carefully carved statue of Athena which was glistening in the sun. A lethargic slave, who was complementary a lavish amphora on her head, was talking to another slave. Meanwhile, an underprivileged farmer, who was selling some mouth watering oranges, was travelling on a foul donkey and entered the delightful agora. Somewhere far away, tantalising roasted chicken filled the air with pleasure. Then you could smell the unsullied salty sardines as the shopkeeper sold them to different customers in the sun-drenching day. The people, who were tired of waiting in line, shouted deafeningly. A knowledgeable young boy was using an abacus industriously to calculate the question that his math tutor had given him. But they didn’t know that a terrible monster was on its way…
Sylon was the most terrifying monster in the whole of Ancient Greece. He had the legs of a fierce alligator, wings of a deadly bat, head of a shark and the neck of a giraffe. Its breathe was a stench of rotten flesh that was enough to make you vomit. His feet were as earsplitting as thunder. If you piled up 100 Mount Olympus, it wouldn’t be as tall as the horrifying creature. The wings were as powerful as a muscular building that had just been built! The hairs on the body were a rotten fruit that had been left in the blazing sun for a century. His teeth were like a colonnade which had been destroyed. He wanted to attack Athens because Athens had stolen his food and killed his brothers for a sacrifice to the gods. The monster wanted revenge.
As the monster approached Athens, a wave of terror washed over the frightened villagers. When the terrifying creature was destroying the village, arms, heads, legs and the squashed bloody bodies of the citizens, which had been killed by the mad creature, flew everywhere. The people who are still alive ran around like crazy animals. There was a foolish prosperous woman, who ran really fast, turned around to look at the monster, but ran straight into the blood-dripping mouth! Then some fearless soldiers ran towards Sylon and tried to kill it with their gleaming razor-sharp swords, but they got killed instead. “HELP!” they cried, but nobody dared to rescue them for the monster was too powerful. Meanwhile, on the other side, there was burgundy blood all around the floor. And spine-chilling dead bodies scattered over the whole village like a rain that was pouring lifeless bodies! The citizens of Athens were so terrified that some unintentionally fell off the cliff. Rivers of blood were showered on the filthy village. Now the peaceful and gorgeous village was now like a war that had just been finished.
The survivors of Athens wanted revenge. The king sent messengers for a hero around Greece to defeat the monster. There was a boy named Loridess. His parents gave him a golden sword and a shining helmet to protect him from danger. Loridess has dark brown hair, black eyes , shining armour and a pair of sandals. Loridess, who was from Sparta, heard about the horrifying monster and wanted to help because he didn’t want Sparta to be in danger as well. The next morning he took off to Athens taking all the stuff he needed.
When he arrived, he met the king. The young and brave hero said, “Good morning sire!”
“What are you doing here?” asked the rich king.
“I am here to kill the terrifying creature that is destroying your wonderful village,” replied Loridess.
“What! A young fellow like you can defeat the monster? Get out of here this instant!”
After that conversation, Loridess was kicked out of the king’s broken palace.
So Loridess decided to kill the monster without the king’s permission. He packed his things in a wooden box and asked some villagers where Sylon lived. They said that the monster was living in a cave near the village. So off he went on a cricked road which led him to the monster’s home. And it was the road that the villagers directed him to use…
Loridess walked for days, almost too exhausted to carry on. He sat down for a long time on the green grass; he then carried on walking until he saw a cave. “Finally, I have walked to the cave!” exclaimed Loridess, but, no one was there to hear him. He went in the narrow and gloomy cave. He did not care if he was dead or not. He only wanted Greece to be safe. He tiptoed quietly as he walked to the centre of the cave. He heard a scream. “Was it Sylon? Or was it a human?” Loridess thought. Then booming footsteps sounds that were so loud that the cave was almost falling down! Hot breath was blowing on the hero’s hair; it was the monster!
Then Loridess grabbed the sword and tried to kill the monster, but the daunting creature flew away. Loridess followed the monster into the woods. The monster went in the putrid swamp! But Loridess didn’t give up; he dived in the swamp with all his might. It was super hard to find the monster in the swamp because it was very damp and dark. He found the monster sleeping in the water. He went towards him with his knife and stabbed the monster in its heart. Blood splashed out, and the whole swamp was covered in blood.
When Loridess returned to the village, he told everybody that he had killed the ogre. News travelled like lightning in the village. It spread to every corner of the land until even the king knew about that! The king was shocked, but he believed in Loridess. The next morning, the king held a symposium in the amphitheatre. In the amphitheatre, a slave was performing some amazing acrobats on a table to show off her skills. A bunch of women were dancing to the joyful music. A woman, who was playing a lyre, was talking to another woman. A loud drunk man, who was holding an amphora, asked for more wine. Some women and children carried some amphorae to sell and a helpful child tried to sell some amphorae to a rich man. As the music went louder, several rich and proud woman were dancing with some men. Then the king ordered slaves to bring more wine and salad to the festival. But they did not know that their brave hero went away secretly to fight another horrible monster named “Sython” that was in Crete…