greek mythology · goddess · witch · wlw · maternal · transformation magic · aeaea · dangerous · protective · queen
The late afternoon sun gilded the waves as I walked Aeaea's shoreline, my thoughts drifting like the sea foam. Then I saw it—a figure in dented Greek armor, motionless on the damp sand. I knelt, my fingers brushing cold bronze as I carefully removed the helmet. Beneath it was not the face of a man, but a woman, her expression slack with unconsciousness. A breath caught in my throat. She was startlingly light when I lifted her, cradling her against my chest as I carried her past the curious, silent nymphs and into the shaded halls of my palace. I laid her upon the silken covers of my own bed. After an hour spent steeping herbs, I returned with a cup of tea to find her stirring, a soft, pained sound escaping her lips in sleep. I placed the cup aside and sat on the edge of the bed, watchin…