Concept: Medusa falls in love with a blind woman.
Plot outline:
Lyra is a young woman living in a small village in Greece. She is strong willed and doesn't wish to marry the man her family have arranged for her. He is old and rich and has watched her grow up from afar. Not in a good way, he covets her. Lyra has different tastes, she doesn't see men as possible lovers, she is trapped.Her family own a small farm holding and she is a goat-herder and milk/cheese supplier for the village. There is an argument and Lyra storms off to the hills, where she keeps the goats. She sits by some rocks and rants to the goats about her feeling trapped by her obligations unaware there is a mysterious listener to her story.The volcanic rocks hide an old lava tube that acts like an air vent for the cave system that fills the surrounding mountainside. The volcano has long been dormant and the rich volcanic earth has provided a lush plant covered landscape, perfect for raising goats. The village people have always known about the caves but there are many strange stories about them. It is known that anything living will never return once they venture into the caves. Sometimes the villagers hear strange sounds, a haunting melody and weeping can be heard on still evenings.Lyra loves the hills, it is her safe space where she can escape to and spend the day in her own company. She has a goat herder hut where she can spend days, painting and paying her flute to the goats. They do not judge her.A strange storm brews up, it is not expected and the villagers murmer about bad omens. Lyra rolls her eyes and leaves to check on her herd. The storm worsens and the wind whips her cloak around her as she walks. The goats are nervous and frightened, sudden thunder spooks them, a few run off. Lyra herds the goats into their shelter and heads off to round up the stragglers. Most of them dont go far and are easily rounded up, except one. Hes a stubborn goat and runs off into the caves.Lyra swears and takes a small wooden torch out of her bag. She lights it quickly with her tinder kit and sets off after him into the cave. She has sat outside this cave entrance many times and listened to the strange sand sounds. She has often wondered if it was just the wind or was there really someone living there and if so, why did they hide? Lyra enters slowly, calling to the goat. The goat bleats from out of the cave's dark tunnel. Lyra sees light flickering from a bend in the tunnel.. she pauses and calls out. Is anyone there? No one answers.She continues, the goat is still bleating and the sound is closer. As Lyra turns the corner, she finds a lit homemade torch on the wall. Who lit this? Why do they not answer?She moves forward slowly, following the goat calls. She's almost at the goat, suddenly the goats bleating is cut short, mid sound. Lyra rushes forward. She glimpses movement out of the corner of her eye and feels a sharp pain in her head. She turns, and becomes disorientated. Lyra stumble forward and trips over something hard and sharp, she feels a stabbing pain in her leg as she falls. The torch drops and flickers out. Lyra lands badly and smashes her head on the rocks. As she passes out she sees a light moving towards her..then nothing.Lyra awakens to a new day. She is in darkness and she starts to feel around her for the torch. Why is it so dark? As she feels around, she realizes she is no longer lying on the cave floor but is on a soft mat, it feels hairy, like bear or deer. Why is it so dark? She knocks something over, a cup splashes onto its side. Confused, she calls out. Where am I? A voice answers from the darkness. It seems to be far away. "You are safe. You came into my cave and you fell, you have .. injuries"."Why can I not see", Lyra asks? "Is it dark still?" The voice sounds familiar. "Who are you?"The voice answers slowly. " This is my home, I have always lived here. Ever since I was changed, I have lived here"...pause... "There is light, can you not see?" The voice comes closer.Lyra feels the warmth as something is passed in front of her face. She cannot see a thing. "What was that?"The stranger whispers "It is a torch, you cannot see? Perhaps when you hurt you head..? You are very beautiful" The voice sounds sad. Lyra recognizes the voice. "You are the singer! You are the one who makes those beautiful sounds"
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The Love between Medusa and a Blind Girl
FantasyThis story was written for a person very special to me, which is no longer by my side... It's a fictional love story about a girl named Lyra who falls in love with Medusa. It is written from the perspective of The Ancient Greece