Sophia presses a box into my hands, her hand pressed to my back as she leads me somewhere.
I keep my mouth shut, my heart thudding loudly in my ears.
"Anastasia, please assist him to Medusa's hideout," I hear Sophia say.
"Yes, ma'am."
I stiffen unconsciously.
Medusa. The gorgon sister who turns anyone who looks at her into stone.
I start to shake my head, panic setting into my bones.
"Relax, Icarus," Sophia's voice coos in my ear. "She'll help you. Trust her."
I take a few deep breaths in, steadying my breathing before nodding. "I'll try," I whisper.
"Good. Now go before everyone begins waking," she says, her hand pushing against my back.
"Thank you for everything," I tell her.
"Thank me by surviving. Live a better life out there," she calls.
My heart sinks a little, knowing I'll never see or talk to her again.
Anastasia grabs my hand, her grip strong. "I'll keep you safe. I've got some fighting experience and a sword if we run into trouble," she tells me, pulling me forward and away from the village I used to call home.
"Thank you," I tell her, following as best as I can.
"Thank me later. We need to hurry. The sun is rising," she says, her grip tightening as her steps become faster.
"O-Ok," I respond, trying to match her pace while clutching the box to my chest.
Oh, gods above and below, please help us get to Medusa safely, I pray silently.
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New Beginnings
Short StoryIt's modern Greece. Our main character awakens to find themself blinded after being abused. This is the last straw as they find themself running away to look for a safer place to live. Where will they go? Will they be safe? A Medusa inspired story
