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Introduction 9 - Dionysus

"Just get drunk, it's like Dionysus a glass in one hand, a thyrsos in the other"

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A theater artist who was  lost in her imagination trying to create. But it seemed like the muses were only on her side when alcohol drowned her veins entirely. However, she didn't know that day she was going to start a new story that she was going to live on her own skin.

Nothing seemed strange on her surroundings, it was the very usual: her desk full of papers and other artistic materials as well as the only source of light in the room. In front of her, a canvas and on a desk behind the canvas, a pot with fruit she was trying to paint.
Some of her pink lolita dresses were spreaded around the floor and the furniture and some glass bottles with different breverages at the feet of the chair she was sitting on as well as in her hand. She was only dressed in her pink satin underwear.

She was mostly knocked out already and that was the perfect moment to let her creative juices flow around in her brain but she suddently felt very hungry.
She struggled to get up and walk but when she did, her hand reached for the grapes on the fruit pot and started shallowing them, one by one, slowly, as if she were teasing a non-existent someone.
When the last one hit the back of her mouth, her surroundings became white, as if she had completely left her room. A soft wavy dress adorned her body now but she still wasn't wearing any shoes, it wasn't  bothersome for her though. Almost asleep now, she saw a beautiful woman who held her hand softly.

-Διόνυσος...-

Out of an snap, she passed out in front of the woman, falling fowards into her body, most specifically, her lap. The woman whispered softly into her ear while she delicately carressed her short hair.

-Welcome to your new life...-

To be continued...