The look : Orpheus and Eurydice

Chapter 1

Orpheus was my first and only love. He was a gifted musician, known for his enchanting melodies that could move mountains and calm raging storms. That didn't surprise me as he was the son of Apollo and Kalliopi. Apollo was the god of light, sun, and music. He was famed for the intricate tapestry of his soul, a symphony of complexities that danced in the shadows of his being.

His Mother, on the other side, Kalliopi. was the eldest out of nine muses. She was renowned for her way with words, a poetic charm that made her the sought-after guide in the recitals of Homer's tales. She imparted the art of playing the lyre and singing to Orpheus, weaving melodies that echoed the essence of her teachings.

As one of the daughters of Amphiaraus and Eriphyle, I, Eurydice, an Auloniad, wove my existence into the familial tapestry alongside my siblings named: Alcmaeon, Amphilochus, Demonassa, Alcmena, and Alexida. Like threads intertwined, we danced in the silent poetry of wild nature. In the symphony of my existence, muted notes lingered, until our paths intertwined, and he became the melody that infused poetry into the rhythm of my life.

Orpheus and I shared a kind of love that people are jealous of. It was instant yet it was infinite. Life, a quest full of puzzles, found completion in his gaze in a way that every single struggle in life looked tiny, small, but mostly nonexistent.

Time glides swiftly. We were exuberant in such a way that we had everything we would ever need. Even though we lacked gold, silver, and fine leather, we had each other and that was enough...