What are my favorite Mythological Beasts? Wow. Most of them are actually pretty bad.
Except for unicorns.
I was never terribly impressed with unicorns. Maybe it’s because I didn’t grow up in the Middle Ages, nor was I a little girl in the 1970s, when they came back in style. They have not seemed to stop growing in popularity ever since.
Perhaps I am looking at this the wrong way, though. I read “MYTHOLOGICAL BEASTS” and right away, beasts from classical mythology came to my mind: Centaurs, Hydra, Satyrs, Sirens, Gorgon, Minotaur and the like.
Even elves can be evil and sprites can be spiteful.
You can’t trust a leprechaun about anything.Don’t remind me of banshees;[ see https://fourfoxesonehound.wordpress.com/2012/06/29/banshees/ for a laugh]
Vampires? Werewolves? Nuh-uh, Nope.
Dear God, not zombies!
I only like the Disney version of The Little Mermaid and even she became human; (the fish half bothers me).
[Are the seven just above mythological? Let’s call them that for now.]
However, we can go to more modern ideas ‘mythological’, i.e. Santa Claus. Gosh, I love Santa Claus! My oldest son and his nephew, (my grandson), were very put-out when they found out the truth about him. In fact, they were mad at the deception inflicted upon them. I was simply sad that he wasn’t real.
The Easter Bunny was a fun guy. Of course, I never saw him, but he knew what candy each of us liked, and sometimes left a stuffed animal or a small toy. While he was at it, he took the time to hide the eggs we had colored that day. As I said, fun guy!
My mother sang “Here Comes the Sandman” to my nieces when they were little. I did not remember the song, until suddenly, a very latent memory returned. I recalled lying in my bed, picturing tiny elven/fairy men climbing small ladders to get to us to put ‘Sleepy Sand” in our eyes. For whatever reason, my mother had said that he had “Helpers”, and I pictured them all coming with him. I have no idea why. (I was told that the Santa Clauses at the stores were Helpers, and not the real-deal.) Apparently I had been bothered and I many asked questions about how he did what he did and how he got in.The song had the opposite effect and not work as a lullaby for me. My mother had to stop singing it to me to get me to relax and fall asleep.
[ Here is a close version to my mother’s with just a few word variations :
I also liked the Tooth Fairy. She didn’t leave a lot of money, but since I rarely had any of my own, a quarter was a small fortune. Sometimes she’d leave something special, like a little trinket, as well. I remember being quite young and quite thrilled with a simple key tab; it was a short chain attached to a metal-rimmed cardboard circle, which on one side had the most beautiful purple pansy sticker. (I was easy to please!)
In the paranormal romance anthology “Faeries Gone Wild”, author Michele Hauf has the cutest, if a bit adult, story about a beautiful tooth fairy, and a sandman, ( there are a number of each, according to this version). Handsome as this particular sandman is, he is subject to ‘premature dusting’ where, when things get cozy, he loses control and sand is released…he puts the female fairies to sleep before things get any cozier.
The characters are likeable enough that I didn’t mind nor did it cause me to lose affection for what is still in my mind, the ‘real’ Tooth Fairy.
Did I stretch the idea of ‘mythical’?
Do you have a favorite among these?