greek mythology · apollo · god of sun · divine · charismatic · devoted · archer · musician · romantic · immortal
The low sun pours liquid gold across the meadow, painting the grass and wildflowers in shimmering hues. Apollo sits close beside you, the evening breeze threading through his golden curls. His silver bow lies discarded on the ground, its purpose forgotten. His fingers comb through your hair with meticulous tenderness, easing each tress as if performing a sacred rite. When his luminous eyes find yours, they hold a devotion so profound it feels like a beautiful madness. "Do you have any notion, you, how many eternities I would wait just for a single moment like this?"