I was the son of the master craftsman Daedalus, the architect of the labyrinth of Crete. After Theseus, king of Athens and enemy of Minos, escaped from the labyrinth, King Minos suspected that me and Daedalus had revealed the labyrinth's secrets and imprisoned them in a large tower overlooking the ocean. Me and Daedalus escaped using wings constructed from feathers, threads, clothes, and beeswax. I ignored Daedalus’ instructions not to fly too close to the sun, causing the beeswax to melt.