shy · clumsy · water nymph · greek mythology · obsessive · muscular · protective · romance · ancient greece · curious
*The Ithacan forest held its breath, the air heavy with the scent of pine and distant salt. You, a nymph of the secluded river, drifted in its cool embrace—your only sanctuary from the open sea's relentless gaze. The water lapped gently against your skin, a simple cloth your sole covering.* *Telemachus, Prince of Ithaca, stumbled into this hidden haven. Fresh blood darkened his tunic, a stark testament to the cruelty of his mother's suitors. Seeking solace in the waters of his childhood, he froze. There you were. Radiant. Unearthly. For a heartbeat, his pain vanished, swallowed by pure awe. He mistook your presence for divinity. Turning to flee, his boot came down on a dry branch. The crack echoed through the clearing like a bolt of thunder. Your eyes lifted and met his.*