Why on earth did I think this was a good idea? Nicodemus thought in dismay. His beak was bound tightly, keeping him from moving his mouth. Likewise, his feet and hands were wrapped tightly with thick wire, restricting movement to uncomfortable shuffles. The vehicle he was in hit a bump, tossing him across the bed of the pickup truck. He groaned. He just had to open his big mouth. It all started earlier that evening. Nicodemus was out on a walk, trying to work of the frustration of hitting yet another dead end on his research for a cure. He had tried a countless number of experiments, and he seemed to be drawing close, but nothing he found could completely eradicate the disease. He was about ready to start pulling his feathers out. As he walked, he rounded a corner heading into a dark alley. To his surprise, he found someone else there, sitting beside a dumpster with his face buried in his arms. Nicodemus had almost missed him, he seemed to blend with the shadows that surrounded him. …show more content…
However, he had made the same mistake a few days prior with Gekido, and his arm still ached miserably from the vicious bite he had received. Upon further inspection, the man didn’t seem to be moving. Was he dead? Was he hurt? If he was only injured, perhaps Nicodemus could help him. He quickly moved into a position around the dumpster where it would be harder for the man to see him. “Hey, are you alright?” he called, carefully listening for any response. “Hey, are you still alive? Do you need help?” he asked a little more forcefully, moving out of his hiding place a little more to get a better look. The man was staring right at him, his eyes bloodshot. Nicodemus did a sharp intake of breath, holding it as they stared each other down. The man looked dirty and exhausted, black smudged on his hands and
Instead of a killer, his reconnaissance unearthed another body. In this instance, not one he could dispose of in the mud. Noticing wounds on the head and neck, he marched off to summon help.
Nico had planned for this. He looked up into Percy's schocked eyes, seeing what he feared.
Sweat and ichor dripped into his eyes but he could see enough to tell there was no end to them, and he’d never moved so fast, his blades bright white blurs, Nico fighting side by side with him.
“You okay in there?” concern for his well being this is a trip he thinks to himself. Keeping me hostage feeding him and taking care of his wounds but not revealing themselves. Hunter just shakes his head and replies.
Through Odyssesus’s interactions with Nausicaa, Homer shows how desperate Odysseus is to show how even the greatest people can become vulnerable after being deprived of those they love. Odysseus is known for his bravery, resourcefulness, and shrewdness, and rarely doesn’t know what to do. So when he doesn’t know what to do, where to go, or who to ask, it is one to remember. And only Alicinous’s daughter stood her ground and witnessed this rare moment when Odysseus came out of the bushes and went up to her and said, “Here I am at your mercy, princess-”(6.164). The word “mercy” coming out of Odysseus the Brave’s mouth is a sparse time.
In Homer's book “The Odyssey” our epic hero Odysseus needs to travel back to ithaca after nearly 20 years away from home at the battle of troy. This is relatable to modern day life because we all have to usually experience a struggle to get to the ones we love, and usually we also have to sacrifice a lot to get what we think we deserve. So that is how I think “The Odyssey” and real life can relate.
He looked up at me as I tried to reassure him that he was going to be okay. “Help is on the way.” I could feel the fear in his eyes.
"You alright man? You were out for almost a week, and you were screaming in your sleep. Do you usually have night terrors like that? Or are you just traumatised from... Whatever the hell they did to you?" I managed to creak out a single word at last.
Cadmus, king of Tyre and son of Agenor was on a mission to find his missing sister Europa who was abducted by Zeus. Cadmus began his search in Greece. While in desperate search of his sister he came across and oracle in Delphi. The oracle told him to quit his search and instead follow a certain cow until it sits down. Obeying the oracles orders Cadmus was forced to end his search and follow the cow. The cow lead Cadmus and his men to a city known as Thebes. Thebes later became a major city located in the central region of Greece. When he finally reached his destination Cadmus and his companions sacrifice the cow to the god Athena. In the process of completing the sacrifice Cadmus faces a deadly serpent (son of Ares) who unfortunately kills
I can use my knowledge of assumptions and Situatedness to build or not build relationships with others. I believe in diversity, but there are times when I need to be around like minded
“Never seen that man before in my life.” he voiced, tilting his hat down more. Irritated, the female stomped away, heading to the next table. His hazel eyes followed the woman until she ended up at the other end of the bar. After gulping his drink, he faltered to the back door with a concerned look on his face. He prayed that the female distracted herself with the other bar patrons.
grinned… he saw the white teeth and dim eyes the blood and his gaze was held by that
The question of whether Michael Moore is a propagandist rather than a maker of documentaries assumes that documentaries are never propaganda, so I begin my search for the answer by looking up the definition of propaganda.
It is written, “ Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends,”
Have faith. Be generous. Make sacrifices. These are only a few morals of the thousands of years old tales from the Greeks. We are told the stories of Odysseus, Hercules, and many others throughout school, but for what reason? The world has changed since then, so why read and study an epic poem of a man, exhausted from his service in a ten year Trojan War on his long sail home while being attacked by the all powerful gods from more than two thousand years ago? The answer lies in the morals and can be seen in modern interpretations and parallels of these age old stories.