mythopoeics

[Leukothoe had slipped his grasp but he'd caught another woman.]

The Persian may have eluded me but an Arthurian woman did not. Nimue is no longer among you. I believe that the God of Sleep (and brother of Death) was also taken but not by one of us. Rather it was due to him being...himself.

That said, Athena is correct, I believe. You are not dogs to be hunted. You're all much bigger prizes than that. Valuable yet ours to do with as we please. Some of you are gifted and some are not but even with your abilities combined you cannot rival Khaos.

Accept your fate.

I believe the mother of a young woman named Katie will not be participating in the hunt any longer. But she did what any mother-figure would do. That is to be appreciated, I imagine.

And have we really come to feeding one another to the plants? Really?

I have caught the god of Death (the Greek one). But a muse of lyric poetry escaped with a speed I didn't expect. Still, the day is not over. There is much to still be caught. There are those of you not being careful enough, I think.

Is the fruit still satisfying, godlings? Try hunting. I think you should.

[Cihuateteo had been frustrated from an escape yesterday. The clever Hermes had not become one of her prizes.]

Never-in-the-spotlight Nephthys fell. It seems chances are slimming down so keep that in mind, Hermes. Keep it well in mind for the next time we cross paths you will hurt.

I believe a colleague of mine has also done well. Presumably. How...fortunate for him.

Helen of Troy has yet to learn how not to be taken. But part of me thinks she enjoys it.

Today's been good so far. By the way, have any of you noticed there are two sides to the maze? Because there are. I was so hoping one of you might say something about it but perhaps I was putting too much hope into the matter.

Tristan of Cornwall, you can run but know that none of you can leave here, no matter what you try. You all have given us many headaches so consider this stress-relief. [Especially Kala, but there was no need to say that, not then, not in public. Some troubles did not need to casually aired.]

Run as far as you can. Know that no matter where you go, you will be found. You will be taken. And it may not even be by us.

Still. I plan on getting the highest count. So make the chase good for me. If you do, glory awaits you as my prizes.