Tacos Are Good

        Back in the ancient times there loomed a horrible beast that many have tried to conquer, but none have defeated. The people in every town of Pietheus had to sacrifice one man and one woman to the beast every year… they had to sacrifice to the Eihaitn. The Eihaitn came from two creatures named Hamilton and Edith who have past since been slain. Their only child, the Eihaitn, is the most feared creature of Pietheus.

        Besides the Eihaitn, Pietheus is a glorious place with beautiful flowers and trees all year long. Pietheus was said to have risen out of the ocean when the Giants of Mador both simultaneously stepped into the ocean, causing a deep hole in the ocean floor and a new island above. In the towns of Pietheus everyone knows everyone and people are friendly, but the people of Pietheus are only friendly to a certain point. When people started to talk about the sacrifices and when the time comes around, everyone becomes hostile and unfriendly.

        When the time of the sacrifices arrives the King of Pietheus sends his soldiers to each city to obtain the sacrifices. In most of the cities some people are willing to sacrifice themselves for the beast to be known as the one who was brave or noble, but in the cities that had no one to sacrifice the guards would pick out the man and women in the town that were the oldest because they had already lived most of their lives, and they would still suppress the Eihaitn.

        On the second full moon of the one thousandth sacrifice, King Sacreus had a baby boy named Zevos. In his early years Zevos was pampered by his mother, Queen Videlle, and her servants, who all gave him what he want and fed him whenever he was hungry, for they had a plethora of food. Zevos was allowed to sleep wherever he wanted to, so one day he was found in the castle’s kitchen’s sink fast asleep. From the time Zevos could walk he was always an adventurous boy. He would go around the castle “slaying” the servants and capturing the rooms in the castle. Zevos was destined for greatness.

        However Zevos’s early years weren’t all good. When he was nine years old he was kidnapped by a member of a secret society and put up for ransom. The King and Queen paid the ransom, but never got their boy back. After three days Zevos showed up at the castle. His parents asked him how he got there and his response was that he had escaped the group on the night he was kidnapped and had only now found his way home, so the people of the society were just bluffing about the ransom and still got their money.

        When Zevos was seventeen years old his mother died from the flu. Zevos went into a state of shock because he’d never lost a loved one before. Zevos was so angry he stormed off the island. He took a boat from the kingdom’s docks and just started sailing away from this island. King Sacreus was worried sick about his son and sent out search teams for him, fifteen search parties to be exact. When none of the search parties returned successful King Sacreus gave up looking for his son. All of Pietheus mourned for the young prince, forgetting that the sacrifice to the Eihaitn was coming up.

        Meanwhile out at sea Prince Zevos was lost, looking for the nearest land. It had been two calendar years now, and Zevos was only just able to survive with the food and water on the ship for a crew of fifty men. Seventy-two days into the third calendar year Prince Zevos found land. It was a small island with barley any inhabitance, there was just small shrubs and trees.

        As Zevos docked and commenced in exploring the island, he came across an amazing smell and headed towards it. The island was silent and he wondered where the smell could be coming from, then he saw a cabin almost dead center of the island. He figured it was abandoned so he reached for the doorknob to enter. The doorknob felt warm, as if it was recently used, so he just opened the door and went inside to find an old man sitting on his sofa. The man was bald, wore a dark grey cloak, had a beard almost touching the floor, and looked to be about three hundred years old.

        “Well hello there young man,” said the old man. He waited, “Well are you deaf or mute boy.”

        “No sir,” said Zevos, “I just did not expect anyone to be here.”

        “Well come sit down boy and I will fix us up some tea.”

        Zevos accepted the tea gladly and talked to the man, whose name was Pichyus, about all that had happened to him and about how he sailed away from his home.

        “Well I think you are just plain stupid for sailing away from a nice home, and by golly you were a prince,” Pichyus remarked, “Just because your mother died does not mean you should leave your father alone, he is probably worried sick about you.”