Doomed Cassandra (100 Words)
Prometheus and Loki were not for you – Cassandra was your model.
They knew this when your punishment they drew.
They dumped you in the world, a billion vivid ideas racing through your head.
The first part of your doom, an unstoppable stream of ideas for the saving of the world.
A flow of frenzied insight – the bottle genius locked in perpetual overtime.
Suffering would die. Horror would die. Death would die.
The world would be a paradise, unlocked and open forever.
This was the first part – the second was this.
That no-one would ever listen.