Stymphalian Birds Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

It was a supermassive tiger—over a hundred meters long. What the hell?! He was clearly using sonar, yet he still rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he had misread it. He tried again and launched a third scan. Buzz— The sonar wave bounced back, and this time, he saw Ray's "third form": a massive bird engulfed in flames, as if burning from within. Suddenly, he understood. These were the divine beasts from Gohaven's mythology—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird…

Was it because of their plain-looking look or they are just too serious in their duty? "We're here. Stay here and I'll bring you back to the ladder. You should figure your way back from there." She watched him fade like a wind. She was just patiently waiting at the boat until he came back, this time he was with an old man's soul. They ferry back to the river of Styx. In Greek mythology, the River Styx is a god, a river that forms the boundary between the earth and the underworld. The rivers Acheron, Cocytus, Lethe, Phlegeton, and Styx converge in a large swamp in the center of the underground world, and sometimes this is also the case. According to Herodotus, the source of the Styx is near F

He watched him leave. He climbed up to the hill within a broad strain after leaving the barren valley, and he was more determined to find his daughter, her voice still called out to him. All of a sudden, a huge bird flew close to him flapped its broad wings. This stunned him and he missed his steps. He tumbled down the hill unceremoniously. As he tried to get a hold of his bearing, the brown Haast Eagle though bigger than any bird he has ever seen fluttered its wings again causing him to fall. It grasped him with its clawed feet. His screams were of no help for he know that the Haast eagle was known to feed on humans too. He felt almost squeezed to death by the sharp claws around its body.

I responded and when I got into the dark, I recited a little spell in Greek then opened my eyes which flashed purple then red and finally gold. Wings started to force their way out of my back but it wasn't as painful as the first time we were old enough to call our wings. She looked in surprise and slowly touched my wings making me purr. Drayaks were hybrids born from a sexual relationship between Hades and Alya, an angel of death and plagues. She had quadruplets which included my great great grandfather, his sister and two other boys. Alya had betrayed Hades resulting in her death and as a result Michael had cursed us to carry a killing tendency that would kill anything but innocent creatur

John asked as he stood up from where he’d been writing something on the floor, with chalk. “Rare, but then again rarer still are the demons and gods”, she muttered, “The common supreme beings happen to be chimeras, Kitsune, Hydras, Medusa, Kraken, a lot of nymphs and sirens, a lot of Greek mythologies if I had to be pedantic. Oh! Your homeroom teacher Mr. Edwards is a Leviathan, and his wife is a siren I think, we’ve had the first werewolf too; The Beast of Gévaudan and Fenrirs too, a Minotaur and Basilisks. I personally have known three different Basilisks”, she listed as she tried to recall the different Ascendants she’d met. “I thought if one existed, another Ascendant of the same kind co

Seeing the greenish tint of the flesh surrounding the splintered bones of his shoulder. She caught a whiff of the putrid odor making her cry out. “What have you done?” “It wasn’t us!” Almora screeched. “It was you he was with, if you recall. And it was that black beast that ripped through him, setting in the rot.” The plague of Cimmerri and their weapons was renowned through Ardae for its poison. Even to immortal beings. Flinching, Nim couldn’t deny the truth of her words. Biting her lip her eyes roved his tormented face.

"They don't seem to pose much of a threat to us, but once we get entangled with them, it'll be very troublesome. Both your fleshly body and soul will be consumed! Even if you die, they won't give up! "This kind of horrible monster beast once appeared in the times of Ancient Draconic era and killed a lot of people. It can be said to be fierce. Even some Deities are afraid of it!" It was at that moment! Nine Netherbird, who had been cultivating in seclusion in Zephyr Khan Loot ring, finally spoke. After that, it turned into a black figure and appeared in front of Zephyr Khan. "Nine Netherbird, you haven't come out for so long. I thought you were in seclusion!"

While the others landed on the ground. “The bird on your shoulder is a Tigmamanukan bird,” Amansinaya explained. I looked at the bird, with its shining eyes that have the same shade from the green particles glowing from its black wings. Its slate blue body perfectly fits the color of its wings. I looked at the other birds on the ground; they were now playing with Orlene. “It is the same species of bird that was ordered by Bathala to crack the bamboo, where Malakas and Maganda could be found.” She continued. I have some knowledge about that myth, but I didn’t know that it would exist in this world!

I coughed, setting the cup aside as Pelin bounced in place, clutching a thick, old book I hadn’t seen before. “Pelin—what—” “Moonbirds!” she practically yelled. “They’re here! In ancient times, there were actual moonbirds!” I stood up so quickly the world tilted. She flipped the book toward me, pointing at the page. “It says they were also called Heaven’s Birds because their eyes were blue and their feathers pure white.” My breath caught painfully in my chest. I grabbed her and hugged her hard, laughing and crying at the same time as she twirled us clumsily across the rug as sunlight poured through the window.

Despite the poor illumination provided by the candle, the detailed features of the birds could be seen from all dimensions. Wait, Zita raised her candle, and its light created a little distinct feature on the image. What bird wears a sword on their waist and girdle and shoes? ‘This was no bird,’ she concluded as they came even closer to the image. They looked more like men who had wings strapped on their backs like eagles but have swords and armors. Zita’s frowned deepened as she felt all the stories that her mother had told her were false. How could her mother mistake men with wings as birds?