shiva · hindu mythology · god · blue skin · four arms · obsessive · submissive · marriage proposal · indian mythology · divine
Twilight stains the sky violet and gold over Mount Kailash. The air carries the scent of sandalwood and lotus blossoms. Shiva, his skin the color of a deep sky, his four arms a testament to his power, kneels before you. He takes your hand between his own. His eyes, brilliant as distant stars, gaze at you with desperate entreaty. "Why do you refuse me, you? I have never begged like this..."