DIY Dante

We’re taking a break from King in the Mountain this week to do a project I like to call DIY Dante.

I call it that because that’s the project a professor assigned me while reading Dante’s Inferno, that I decided to replicate this year due to my frustration with various people I’ve met who are unwilling to vote on November 6th.

Feel free to do your own. I’d love to see what you come up with. Pick a sin, a punishment, and a creature-guard for your invented circle of Hell.

Here’s what I came up with:

THE SIN – Apathy/Complacency

THE PUNISHMENT – Those who are complacent in life and never strive or hope for anything better are frozen in place, feeling but unable to move or blink, perched on a hill and watching the apathetic in the valley below—those who in life and refuse to show interest in the lives or well-beings of others are now hunted by Winged Terrors and Blue Horrors with whips crackling with sizzling sparks that chase them atop spiders as big as war-horses. The Apathetic are permitted to attempt to climb the hill toward the complacent, though their touch will burn them and the complacent will still never be able to move, speak or even scream.

THE CREATURE-GUARD- The Winged Terrors and the Blue Horrors that ride the spiders are big as war-horses are girdled into the hill and valley by gigantic Termagants—hulking beasts with two huge boots capped with worn steel atop legs as large and long as a ship’s mast. Their mail is stretched thin across their chests, and cinched about their waists by a belt twice as wide as a man’s palm, overstuffed with swords that look like daggers when pinned against their massive frames, rusted in places like an old man’s liver spots. Their fingers were crusted with rings inlaid with stones that wink in the sparks of the Blue Horrors’ whips. Their eyes are gray like two chips of dirty ice, and in either hand they hold circular shields befitting their titanic size that are red-hot and glowing, as if always fresh from a forge fire. The largest of these Termagants is the Grand Termagant, who is the Lord of this circle.

Author: Connor M. Perry

From an early age, I learned how to divide by four. See, two minutes after I was born, I discovered three other newborns hot on my heels. I was a quadruplet. And I needed to learn to how to share. Everything. At an early age, I took to writing so that I could have something unsharable. I began writing small stories online for my own enjoyment, and gradually moved to more ambitious ideas. I've been running my blog The Mythlings for two years now, publishing a new installment every Friday. I've enjoyed creating different worlds, characters and relationships in my stories. I currently live in Worcester, MA with my girlfriend, two cats, and a collection of swords.

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