Aphrodite's Lay
Amethystine walked through the forest in the middle of the day. She felt so light inside her heart that she knew the goddess Aphrodite had favored her. She walked without fear, and the world loved her as it bathed her with the perfume of ripe life.
Amethystine walked up to a river and began to sing as she collected some fresh spring water. She dragged out the pot, and she simultaneously felt a bead of sweat fall off her brow and into the water. She looked at it as it caused a ripple that failed to cease.
“That water is blessed now.” muttered a soft voice from a spot not far away.
Amethystine looked around and trembled as she spied a god who had been fathered by the sky. She looked at the figure as he walked close - the robes he wore covered his body, but there was sin inside his electric stare that could not be broken.
“That is such a giving of sweetness, that I praise it.” Amethystine muttered shyly as she began to bloom a blush that made her feel as soft as a flower.
“Then I shall give you more.” uttered the god who looked at her in a way that made her feel as though she had no robe on. “Pretty maiden you must have been born of the sky for I feel I can reach you.” he announced as he took a few steps closer.
Amethystine felt her breast flutter, and she was suddenly filled with so much light she could have sworn the sun had settled inside of her. She flared up with blush, and felt her body grow lightweight as her soul lifted.
“I wish you had thrown a flower for then I could kneel for you.” announced the god who stepped ever closer until he could feel her breath. “Are you Aphrodite's blood? Or am I just filled with so much of it that it makes me see her everywhere?” he uttered as he continued to stare at her with such charm that she just wanted to fall into his arms and weep out of joy and ecstasy.