Fictional Intruder, Daily Prompt.
1. None so Foul as Treachery.
Satan, comprised nefariously of Cassius, Brutus and that most bittersweet of kissers Judas Iscariot, as seen by Dante at the heart of his Ninth Circle of Inferno.
he had three faces: one in front bloodred;
and then another two that, just above
the midpoint of each shoulder, joined the first;
and at the crown, all three were reattached;
the right looked somewhat yellow, somewhat white;
the left in its appearance was like those
who come from where the Nile, descending, flows
2. The Face that Launched a Thousand Ships.
My favourite section of my favourite book of Homer’s Iliad masterpiece; Paris’ ill-advised challenge of the Achaeans to single combat, and Iris’ subsequent persuasion of Helen.
Whom Troy sent forth, the beauteous Paris came:
In form a God! The panther’s speckled hide
Flow’d o’er his armour with an easy pride;
His bended bow across his shoulders flung,
His sword beside him negligently hung;
Two pointed spears he shook with gallant grace,
And dared the bravest of the Grecian race.
3. Beneath the Gold, the Bitter Steel.
In the dying moments of the failed first Blackfyre Rebellion, Bittersteel with the blade Blackfyre dueled Bloodraven with the blade Dark Sister as the rains fell over the Redgrass Field. The former left the latter with A Thousand Eyes, and One. For me, the most tantalizing moment of the Song of Ice and Fire history.
Aegor was angry his whole life, but reserved particular loathing for Bloodraven, whose mother had replaced his own as their father’s favourite mistress. Aegor loathed Bloodraven even further when Shiera Seastar, the half-sister of both Bloodraven and himself, chose Bloodraven over him.