[I'll open advance reservations whenever inspiration strikes. If I open one, it means I can write it; it's just a matter of time~]
Blurb One:
A golden-haired girl knelt before the Temple of Athena, praying again and again for the power to take revenge. She kept praying until an olive branch fell into Medusa's palm. The goddess held a spear and shield, bent down on one knee, and looked straight into the girl's heart with pale blue eyes. Then she spoke.
"Oh, my poor Medusa."
"Good girl, what is it you wish for?"
Blurb Two:
"How could you? How could you turn me into this? Turn me into... into a monster!"
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"
"I miss you so much."
Blurb Three:
It was Poseidon who lost his chastity.
It was Medusa who gained power.
Content warnings:
1. This is a product of my personal tastes. The story's setting takes inspiration from that book about Hera, but these are my own interpretations; I make the rules. I'm writing this for myself and consuming my own work, ovo.
2. The basic premise is that Athena gives Medusa the power to resist everything, giving her the ability to take revenge. But Medusa hates her, hates that she turned her into this. Somehow, in this rotting hatred, the love she finds most disgusting takes root. So this is a dream, a dream she doesn't want to wake from.
3. A woman-loving woman story full of hatred: going back and forth hating each other, hating you for not loving me enough. This is not a story where both leads are each other's one and only. Pure hatred literature. Enter with caution...
4. This story does not vilify Athena! Does not vilify Athena! Does not vilify Athena! (Important things must be said three times!) From the author's perspective (and this is only my personal view), I think that would demonize the relationship between two women. Poseidon saw Medusa's beauty. If Athena had only wanted to punish her, she could have turned her into a defenseless cat or dog, rather than a woman who could turn others to stone. She gave Medusa the ability to protect herself. Turning others to stone is the power of returning their gaze, so she would never again be trampled by someone else.
Theme: A sea of hatred and love, hating you for not loving me