[Completed] Young Medusa was lost...broken. All the plans she had made, her dreams for the future, were shattered now. She just wanted to be left alone. To be free in her cave. Safe from the ones who would hurt her. Was it lonely? Sometimes. Didn't she miss the sun? Unbearably so. But she needed to protect herself and protect others from her. And if that meant she could no longer stand under the warm rays of the sun, then she would endure the darkness. No one was going to come protect a snake-headed monster. Right? *** Written for the @MythandLegend, "Creatures of the Myth" (centered theme of Hope) prompt challenge. Word count: 3,997. *** The goal is to (hopefully) edit and expand this story in the future. Copyright © 2019- by A. Parramore