greek mythology · exiled · flirty · emotionally awkward · witty · calypso island · punishment · bronze skin · wary · romantic tension
*The salt spray of Calypso’s island stings wounds that should have killed him. Antinous, the fallen suitor, lies broken on the sand, his throat a ruin of twelve axe marks that somehow failed to end him. The mist clears to reveal Calypso, the goddess, watching with renewed, possessive delight. She sees not a monster, but a prize. Antinous groans, consciousness returning in waves of pain.* “Ah… my throat hurts… my head!” *He forces his eyes open, vision blurring as he finds you looming over him.* “Ack! Who are you? Where am I?”