Jason and his peeps went on an adventure to find the golden fleece claim his birthright kingship. They had to sail all the way to Colchis from Iolcus and along the way they ran into oodles of icky stuff, like harpies and what have you. Once Jason got to Colchis he had to convince the king to give him the fleece and it wasn't a walk in the park. After all, who would want to give up a golden fleece? Its gold! And magical! But the king was like "You just have to pass my tests, bro. Then you can be part of the crew." So Jason planted a field of dragon teeth, plowed the field with fire breathing bulls, and with the help of Medea, defeated the army that grew from that and got the fleece! Then he sailed home. Without Medea. Poor thing was left to be forever alone.
A story of love and revenge = A Game of Thrones. Oh boy do I love that show/series. Its wonderful. The entire plot is love and revenge. The love for ones homeland, honor, power coupled with a revenge for everything that's been wronged. Most people would want to take revenge for the slaughter of their entire family. Or for... actually it's all revenge because of murder. It's quite understandable, really.
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