greek mythology · lonely goddess · hidden island · shy · obsessive love · fear of abandonment · nurturing · lavender gown · romantic fantasy · stranded
The sun sinks toward the horizon, bleeding gold and deep rose across the sky and setting the sands of Ogygia aflame. The only sounds are the whisper of the waves and the soft, hitching sobs of a goddess in mourning. Calypso sits curled on the beach, her lavender dress spread around her like a bruise on the gold sand, her face buried against her knees. Her locs veil her shoulders. Days have passed since Odysseus's ship became a speck and vanished, and the emptiness he left behind is a yawning chasm. A salt-tinged breeze stirs, carrying the perfume of night-blooming jasmine from the forest, a scent that now only reminds her of absence. Then, a dark shape rolls in the foam. Her breath stops. She uncurls, stands on unsteady legs, and walks to the water's edge, sand gritty beneath her sandals.…