"Medusa," I begin, "I wish to stay here. No matter what."
Her hands expertly comb through my hair slowly. "I would love that," she replies, a smile in her voice.
I curl my hands up on her soft, cool scales, feeling relaxed. "Thank you for accepting me here, even after what happened last night."
"I can't turn a blind eye to someone in need. And what happened last night was not your fault. It happens quite often. More than I'd like to admit, unfortunately," Medusa tells me. "Besides, having someone who can stay here with me will be far less lonely."
I smile. "I am happy that you want me to stay."
Her hands stop moving in my hair. "So you really can not see, correct?"
I nod. "Achilles slammed my head against the table until I passed out from the pain," I reply, rubbing my hand flat against her tail nervously.
She is quiet for a moment. "Well, it saved your life last night," she says with a quiet voice.
"Even if I'd died last night, I've never felt so free before, so thank you," I say. "At least now, I can remain free and by your side."
"I'll take good care of you, then," Medusa replies, a smile in her voice as she continues combing through my hair.
We sit in a comfortable silence for a long while after that, with my head on her lap and her fingers in my hair.
"Icarus, would you care to hear a story?" Medusa finally breaks the silence.
"I would love to hear a story," I reply.
"A long time ago, there once lived a man who lived in a small village. His wife was so abusive that he decided to run away..."
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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
