Pensamientos Aleatorios

*this is my own version of the sequel of Endymion's story. This was submitted in compliance with our class requirement for Mythology Summer 2013 Endymion stayed there perpetually asleep on a cave on Karian Mount Latmus. Indeed, he never grew old nor died. He remained young and handsome. From time to time, Selene, his lover, frequently visited him in his dreams. Hence, his dreams became his reality with only Selene in it. A hundred of years later, a mortal maiden travelling through the mountains saw the peacefully sleeping Endymion lying on a flat rock inside a cave. She strode to his side, and enchanted by his beauty, instantly fell in love with him. She wondered what made him sleep so calmly there and miss the beauty of nature just outside the cave. She thought that maybe he was also a traveler, like her, who became very tired after a long trek. She sat beside him and patiently waited for him to be awakened. Days and nights had passed already, yet he did not open his eyes, ...

The ball gradually disappears as darkness falls down, the goal post on the other side of the field blurs, and the flock of egrets flies West. It is already nightfall. It is impossible to see the ball and deliver that winning kick. Indeed, to score a goal is unattainable. Yet, I and the rest of my team cannot leave the football field that even light rain showers cannot stop us. The field seems like a newly-plowed rice field already. Football shoes are swathed by sludge. Everybody is soaked in sweat. We spent the entire afternoon practicing for our football game tomorrow. I know I am in the best team. But why do I sense defeat, sort of a bad news, is coming? My feet are sored, my jersey shirt is dirty, my hair is a mess, and I smell stinky… yet I had so much fun. I love the wind, softly rebelling against my face and unsympathetically playing with my hair, as I run fast for the ball. It gives me a certain feeling of freedom. It was so liberating that I enjoyed it a lot. I look at myse...