Greek Muse Crossword Novels & Stories

I landed in a Greek tragedy. I found a tree root that looked strong enough to hold my weight and sat down, with my elbow on my knees I held my head in my hands. Closing my eyes, I thought about how I got myself in this mess. Masi walked over to me. “No, we are not muses. Muses motivate and inspire Greek heroes, they wish they were like us.” she chuckled before continuing. “We are guides, guides to the four guar-.” She stopped talking, her hand flew to her half open mouth, eyebrows rose to be lost under her hairline and her eyes widened.

Sliding into the backseat of an Uber, I clutch my bag to my chest like a shield. I have him— whatever's in here is something he doesn't want anybody to see. But when I unlock my phone, the screen lights up with a push notification that drains every drop of blood from my face. New Music Video: "Muse" - Watch Now. My mouth goes dry. The bastard couldn't have. It's been what? Twenty— Thirty minutes? With a trembling thumb, I tap the link. The video opens on a gritty, unfamiliar set. I let out a hollow laugh.

Aliana’s POV “You’re little--- what now?!” I gaped up at him, wondering if I’d heard him correctly. Sure, I knew in theory what a Muse was – if I didn’t, my father would be thoroughly disappointed in me. I mean more than he already was… In Greek mythology, the Muses were the nine goddesses of the arts, literature, and sciences. They were the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, aka Memory. Zeus, of course, was the ruler of all the gods on Mount Olympus, the God of the Sky and Thunder.