Myth 1

Euripides was reading mystic verses to nightingale The winter wind was blew strongly by Aeolus Ikarus was trying to fly to the Ionnian sun A rustic melody was played by Arion Ia was blocked by furious fog Around midnight Halepas was till carving Achilles was riding the white horse toward Strani Hill Firecrackers was burnt violently on Leonido Homer was teaching how to catch the shooting star Apricot orchards were blossomed in Ennipeas Valley Silent maidens was praying sincerely to Tyche Evrotas River was full of olive groves (dedicated to a poet friend at poemhunter, Cindy Kreiner Sera)