Beautiful... That was the first thought that crossed her mind when she lays her eyes on Lyra, and no wonder that the Goddess of love and beauty grew jealous of her. Poor soul, it was never a good idea to fall on the bad side of the gods, but this poor girl is a victim of a goddess's hatred without her even knowing it. Without her realizing it... And now here she is afraid of what her fate will be at the hands of Medusa.
"Don't be afraid of me." She whispered to the still shaking girl who sat in a corner while hugging her knees close to her.
"I'm not, it's just... It's cold in here." Lyra said with her soft voice, Medusa had almost forgotten that the temperature in the cave is colder than the outside, the cold temperature helps her to sleep at night.
"Then come here, let we warm you." She said extending her hand and waiting for Lyra to take it. She could see Lyra's hesitation very clearly... The human girl doesn't trust her and that's very understandable, who would trust a creature like her?
"I won't eat you yet, your still weak and I don't like weak people, they don't taste good." She said finally pulling Lyra close to her and settling her down next to her before she wraps her body to her. Lyra tensed even more but Medusa was careful enough not to crush her.
"This will help you, sleep for now, take a rest, tomorrow I'll take you to my nest." Lyra perked up and she looks up to her even though she couldn't see her.
" Your nest? This isn't it?" She chuckle and nods her head.
" I'll take you there tomorrow, for now rest, we will move when the sun rises." She said, Lyra looked at her like she's still not trusting her, so she puts her hand on top of her eyes and whispered.
" Sleep." She commanded, she didn't remove her hand and Lyra didn't either. They stayed like that for an hour until Lyra's breathing became even and relaxed, only then Medusa removed her hand and watched the girl sleep.
She knows Lyra, in fact it wasn't the first time she met her. The sight of the beauty was forever carved into her mind. To be honest the young girl reminds her of herself when she was still a human being, when the Goddess hasn't cursed her yet. She was beautiful too, she was also naive, she always thought that the gods above are good, that they love them. It was already too late when she realized that for them, they are nothing but toys, an entertainment that they could use anytime they desire. This young girl with her is just the same, she thought that the gods would be there for her when she needs them, That they would protect her against any harm, yet here she is, I'm her grasp. She was brought to her by a jealous Goddess, and her patrons Didn't do anything to save her. They were deaf, they didn't listen to her prayers when she needed them the most.
"You shouldn't be afraid of me." She whispered as she leans closer to the still sleeping girl.
"You should be afraid of them." Medusa knows what it feels like to have fear, she knows the feeling of helplessness, the feeling of betrayal and broken hearts. And this girl
...is about to experience it, she is about to learn the truth of the true nature of the Gods above.They aren't saint. Never was and never will be, they are just like humans, they steal, they kill, they decieve and they commit adultery. They aren't perfect, and for Medusa, they don't deserve to be praised.
LYRA
Lyra woke up the next day shivering in cold, her breath started to fog because of it, slowly she sat up and felt her muscle screaming, this is her very first time sleeping on the ground, she tried to look for a light but the place is so dark. She feel around the place and she couldn't feel Medusa's long body that kept her warm that night. She thought that maybe she already left her. She thought for a second that maybe she could use this chance to escape her, but before she could even try it... Medusa had returned.
"I'm glad that you're already up, Come on, it's time for us to move." She felt Medusa's hand on her shoulder, her hands were surprisingly warm and soft. Lyra held it and touch it, she trace the edges of Medusa's hand and was amazed to find that it was just like any other hand, her nails wasn't long or sharp, she couldn't even feel any scale.
" Do you want to see me? "Medusa asked sitting in front of her and allowing Lyra to touch her hand up to her arms.
" Yes please." Medusa allowed Lyra to satisfy her curiosity, she watches as her hand slowly travels up from her arm. Occasionally stopping when she would touch Medusa's scale that was located in her upper arm and shoulder, she thought that Lyra would feel disgusted by her, but no, she looks more curious. Slowly Lyra had reached her face, she touched her eyebrow, her eyes, her nose and lips before she stops and retracted her hands.
"The men who survived your wrath have said that you look horrible, they said you look like a monster, some had said that you look like a snake with the torso of a woman and the lower body of a snake. They said that you are so hideous that no man would ever survive by just looking at your face." Lyra's hand remained on top of Medusa's hand. Her eyes were open wide in wonder.
" But... You look beautiful. You look still perfect. No ounce of anything evil nor hideous could be seen on your face." Medusa was surprised to hear that, this blind woman called her beautiful? She was known to be wicked beast and none had called her beautiful and yet here is this blind woman calling her beautiful.
" I could hear the snakes on your head. Can I touch them? Do they bite? " Speechless, the only thing she does is allow Lyra to reach for them, the snake on Medusa's head act with her consciousness, so they slowly wraps around Lyra's hand. Usually they would hiss at anyone who wasn't even close enough to them. Medusa despite every human, she hated their evil nature, but Lyra seems to be an option for her.
"Are you done? We should head out." She said slowly pulling Lyra up with her. Lyra allowed Medusa to lead her back out of the cave, and once they were out a sigh of relief escape her mouth as she could see the day light, she was also surprised by the fresh and cool wind that blew their direction and despite being nearly blind, Lyra new that the place is beautiful.
She the used this chance to look at Medusa's Silhouette and since she cannot see her face and eyes, she wasn't affected by her curse. She noticed that Medusa is a tall woman and her physique is not small, base form earlier it comes to Lyra's attention that Medusa's biceps are big and muscled. It was as if she was used to carrying or lifting heavy things.
"What's the matter?" Medusa asked, Lyra shakes her head and looked away. She didn't notice that Medusa was looking back at her, it must be embarrassing to be caught staring.
"Shall we go?" Lyra nods her head and once again hold onto Medusa's hand and followed her.
YOU ARE READING
The Lover of Medusa
FantasyNo stone can change her love for her, and no Angry Goddess can come in between to a love that was written in stone. This is the Tale of Medusa and her Lover, unbeknownst to man. A love that was burried deep within.