I am Talos. I was a craftsman and I was the best craftsman in my whole country. My story first started out by my days as a lad. When I was a lad, I worked for my Uncle, Daedalus, he taught me everything I knew, when I was there, plus he was the best in all the land, despite his self-centered life. One day I was working by myself and I made something out of a replica of a fish scale, a saw, and I made many other miracles and signs, while I was there. I was lionized all throughout the lands but, my own, never lionized me in fact after all of what I had done, they, made it harder for me. My uncle was the main one of many, the one who I was apprentice of, the one who trained me, the one who I should have pleased the most. After a long-----few months
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And once it was all finished my spirit had flew away. Daedalus and all the men behind the scene then tried to hide what he had done but when the people saw what they had done, the witnesses got them and tried to banished them to a deserted place but still out of my uncle’s inane mind, he and his son Icarus, managed to escape and all the other men to be forgotten about, because the conspirers were too many for the witnesses.
When they were in Crete, the island which they had moved to, I, was watching over them and their everyday activities. They were there for many years doing their lives, Daedalus kept on being a craftsman like normal. Icarus, his son, was a student, at one of the best schools as the finest student and he was living a normal life with a normal father and normal friends. I was keeping both of them in line. I was the one that just so happen to make the papers for Icarus’s school land in their door step and I had made Daedalus’ costumers like and need his product. I was and is the one in charge of them, all of them. One day, I had made the new king to need Daedalus’ help making a labyrinth, for the ones who you would call bad. For Daedalus had been longing for a higher position in the country because, of course, he was the best crafts man in the whole country and if you are the best should not you get a
And once it was all finished my spirit had flew away. Daedalus and all the men behind the scene then tried to hide what he had done but when the people saw what they had done, the witnesses got them and tried to banished them to a deserted place but still out of my uncle’s inane mind, he and his son Icarus, managed to escape and all the other men to be forgotten about, because the conspirers were too many for the witnesses.
When they were in Crete, the island which they had moved to, I, was watching over them and their everyday activities. They were there for many years doing their lives, Daedalus kept on being a craftsman like normal. Icarus, his son, was a student, at one of the best schools as the finest student and he was living a normal life with a normal father and normal friends. I was keeping both of them in line. I was the one that just so happen to make the papers for Icarus’s school land in their door step and I had made Daedalus’ costumers like and need his product. I was and is the one in charge of them, all of them. One day, I had made the new king to need Daedalus’ help making a labyrinth, for the ones who you would call bad. For Daedalus had been longing for a higher position in the country because, of course, he was the best crafts man in the whole country and if you are the best should not you get a