No stone can change her love for her, and no Angry Goddess can come in between to a love that was written in stone.
This is the Tale of Medusa and her Lover, unbeknownst to man. A love that was burried deep within.
No stone can change her love for her, and no Angry Goddess can come in between to a love that was written in stone.
This is the Tale of Medusa and her Lover, unbeknownst to man. A love that was burried deep within.

The Lover of Medusa

Upon entering the Cabin the first thing Lyra had felt is loneliness and cold... The cabin lack of any warmth and light. She couldn't see any light therefore making it hard for her to see the outline or the silhouette of the place.

/"Is there no light in here? Your place seems to be so cold./" She said, Medusa slowly let go of her hand, she walks towards the window and open it to let some sun in.

/"The place is quite dirty, I don't usually stay in this place, I walked around the forest to pass my time and help the animals who needs my help./" She explained, once the window was open it make the small cabin bright making it easy for Lyra to move around now.

/"I like my place a little brighter... It makes it for me a little easier to move./" Lyra saw a Silhouette of a chair so she moves closer to it and then there she sat down... Once again she saw Medusa standing near the window, her silhouette indicates that she was looking at Lyra.

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