This is the story of Actaeon, a young hunter. Growing up, his town was fraught with stories and myths about men disappearing into the woods and never coming back.
Brave and unmoved, Actaeon gathered his pack of hunting dogs and headed to the woods to hunt for stags. He entered deeper and deeper into the woods as they became thicker and darker. Parting the brushes, breaking off small branches, flicking away mysterious insects, contorting through narrow creeks and twisted vines, he penetrated the thicket deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, he heard beautiful maiden voices playing and singing about. He headed towards them. As he got closer, the voices became louder. Parting brushes, breaking off small branches, flicking away mysterious insects, contorting through narrow creeks and twisted vines, he reached an opening where he saw the most beautiful maidens ever seen by man.
He suddenly became aflush with heat. Unable to control himself, he ran towards the maidens. His eyes fixated on them; he could not hear or see anything other than their allure and beauty.
However one of the maidens was the goddess Artemis. Actaeon, a mere mortal, saw her naked and she was embarrassed. She cursed Actaeon. As he ran closer and closer to them, his bones started growing out of place. Hairs started growing all over his body. His feet became hooves. His limbs twisted into strange positions. Slowly, he transformed into a stag and lost his speech.
His dogs eventually caught up. Unable to recognise their master as a stag, they turned against him, shredded him to pieces and killed him.
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Beware of your goals. As you chase them, you might transform into something that your loved ones and allies cannot recognise. And they might, unbeknownst to themselves, turn against you. Alas, the curse of the entrepreneur; alas, the curse of the passions!
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