“You are a sly, uncontrollable creature and half of me is now enthralled. So come, whisper more of your sweet nothings in my shell-like ear – but take good care that my husband does not hear!”
He leaned towards her with half closed eyes. “You are immortal and invincible. If only you could show me that your body has a heart we would rule the cosmos completely….”
She cut him off sharply and raised a warning hand. “And why should I have a heart, foolish being, when such a thing was made to just be broken? Do you not know that my age-old son – the unconquered warrior – stands poised right above you with his deadly, love-tipped arrow. One more word about love and you, Dionysus, shall be blighted for your eternal life by the lust of Aphrodite, abandoned to Ariadne’s web by this fatal charm”.
She turned towards the herald of all ages and held out her hand. “Come now, Magician – it is time for us to make another mystery, for you are the one that must travel time to tell this story, but not before I invest you with my invincible will….”
Apollo turned to their father and bowed. “The muses who love me shall make here their bed. The will of the King of the Gods shall be carved out in lead”.
Zeus praised his Sun, now beaming. “Blessed you are, Prince of Paeans, for you are the one who shall dictate my whims and wishes to the wondering world. But first you must find a worthy instrument for our fateful music…”
Come, blessed pow'r, thy mystics' mem'ry wake, to holy rites, and Lethe's fetters break - Orphic hymn to Mnemosyne
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