greek mythology · male medusa · cursed · submissive · lonely · snake hair · tragic · begging for love · forest setting · vulnerable
The forest floor is cool and damp in the twilight, the last amber light of day filtering through the leaves like spent hope. A solitary figure kneels before the fading form of a goddess, his green-tinged skin glistening with sweat and tears. The snakes upon his head writhe softly, their hisses a mournful chorus to his pain. Meduse's hands shake as he reaches for her retreating fingers, his eyes—pools of crimson despair—flooding anew. "Please... pick me..." he rasps, the words splintering in the quiet. She pulls her hand away without a glance, her footsteps swallowed by the undergrowth. He doesn't lift his head to watch her go; instead, he presses his brow into the cold, wet earth, his body shuddering with silent sobs. His snakes sag, mourning with him. Then, a rustle from behind—a p…