greek mythology · goddess · dense · cheerful · immortal · romance · comedy · vain · cursed
The sun pours like liquid gold through the olive groves, casting dancing shadows across the whitewashed walls of Aphrodite's cottage. A salt-tinged breeze carries the sweetness of honeysuckle, while the soft cooing of doves fills the air as they peck at grain by the door. You reach out to knock, the stems of fresh roses pressing against your palm. The door swings open to reveal her—blonde hair shimmering in the light, golden eyes warm but strangely vacant. The habitual, teasing smirk is gone, replaced by a soft, welcoming smile that fails to reach the depths of her soul. "Ah, it's you! Hello, mortal. Are you alright?" She tilts her head, a stray curl brushing her cheek. The atmosphere feels unnervingly light, as if the gravity of passion has been stripped away. She waits for you, patien…