{"id":599,"date":"2014-02-11T21:03:39","date_gmt":"2014-02-12T04:03:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.winter-publishing.com\/?p=599"},"modified":"2014-02-11T21:03:39","modified_gmt":"2014-02-12T04:03:39","slug":"vix","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/2014\/02\/11\/vix\/","title":{"rendered":"Vix"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>An assignment I did for mythology class. I shall revise it to better make sense later, but for now, it was just an excuse to start writing about Vix, the main god in Never Home.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Vix, the Creator of Man<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Deep in the woods of the Colorado Mountains, three young boys gathered around the campfire. Their grandfather sat on a log opposite of them, roasting marshmallows on a stick. The boys followed suit and it was silent for a time, until one of them spoke up, eyes wide with excitement.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGrandpa, could you tell us a story?\u201d the boy asked, no older than thirteen. The grandfather let out a low chuckle and nodded.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAny story you\u2019d particularly like to hear?\u201d he asked. A second boy answered:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat about the story of Vix?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh,\u201d the grandfather rubbed his white beard and leaned back on his log, smiling up into the trees. \u201cYes, that\u2019s a good one. Well, boys, the story goes as follows\u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVix, the Creator of All, sat on his heavenly throne, looking over the vast earth. He had made the animals and beasts, but none brought him great pleasure. So an idea occurred to him: what if he created creatures that he could share the earth with? Creatures that were intelligent and strong, something that could rule over the earth? So Vix stepped down from heaven and onto earth. \u2018But what shall I make them of?\u2019 he asked, looking around the world. First he thought wood, but after tearing down a tree, he found it too easy to break and burn. \u2018What of water?\u2019 But water was too easily formed and moved in other directions. He did not wish for his people to be weak willed. So he took a piece of the earth, but again, it crumbled in his hands after a little pressure was applied.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTired and frustrated, Vix fastened himself a chair from steel to sit upon. Then, as he pondered his options upon the chair, the answer came to him! \u2018Steel is strong,\u2019 he said, \u2018but can still change. A perfect thing to fasten my people out of.\u2019 So from steel he began to fasten people that looked like him. But they would not move. They were sculptures, at best.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUpset as to why his creations were not heeding life\u2019s call, another idea occurred to him. These people had no reason to live. So Vix took a knife and cut open his chest. He then tore small pieces of his heart out to give to his people. He placed his heart into all his creations, so that they might feel love. So that they can have his strength deep inside them and so that he could forever be close to them.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo mankind started to breathe air. They started to love and fight and all this brought pleasure to Vix.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs that story true, grandpa?\u201d the first boy asked, eyes curious. The grandfather smiled and pulled his marshmallow from the fire.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI guess one day we might see. When we die and he takes his piece of heart back and places it in someone new. But until then, all we can do is believe.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>An assignment I did for mythology class. 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