Heads turn towards him wherever he goes. Eyes rest upon his slender frame and hearts burn with forbidden desires. Such is the beauty of young Ganymede who, in just his adolescence, has captured everyone's attention. But it is not only men who are en...
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[EDIT : Due to certain accusations and criticisms, I have removed any explicit mention of Ganymede's age and leave the readers to reimagine him as an adolescent of legal age]
"Father, I'm going out to play with my friends", Ganymede informed his father. King Tros smiled kindly. He couldn't deny his favourite son, the youngest prince of his Kingdom. "Alright my dear", he said. Then turning towards four of his most trusted guardians, he ordered sternly, "Keep an eye on Prince Ganymede. No harm should befall upon him." The four guardians nodded obediently.
Ganymede was young, but he was already the most beautiful mortal on Earth. He was the object of everyone's desires, their centre of attention. With golden-bronze locks, fair complexion and a body that ignited forbidden fantasies, he had every head turned towards him wherever he went. So King Tros couldn't help but worry about his beloved child even if he was only a few distance away.
Ganymede was playing with his friends on Mount Ida, enjoying the free spirit and boundless energy of youth under the watchful gaze of his guardians. Sunlight caressed his skin softly and the green grass beneath his feet rose up to nuzzle his ankles gently. Cattle and hounds alike flocked around him - even nature's creatures were drawn towards the unnatural beauty of this handsome mortal.
But none could have foreseen the darkness that was about to dawn upon them.
In the blink of an eye, the air turned cold and the sun hid behind dark clouds as a fiery tempest began to descend upon the mountain all of a sudden. The sky turned dark as lightning flashed all around, followed by the deafening roar of thunder. The guardians were too late to realise that this ominous change in the weather was not a natural phenomenon, but something far more powerful.
Before the guardians could usher their young prince to safety, a large black eagle swooped down from the clouds with a cry and snatched Ganymede with its large talons. As a terrified Ganymede rose higher and higher in the sky, the hounds howled in agony while his friends and guardians stared up at him helplessly from the ground below. The land beneath him began to dim and grow smaller and smaller while Ganynede was carried up by the winged beast towards oblivion in the skies.
What did the Fates have in store for Ganymede?
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