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"Alright. Ma'am, may I know of your name?" She started walking with her, very rosy and obedient to the woman of wisteria.
"Alright. Ma'am, may I know of your name?" She started walking with her, very rosy and obedient to the woman of wisteria.
"No, you may not," The other woman said, shaking her head. Her snakes hissed softly and curled up around her neck and ears again.
"What is yours?"
"I am Selene the Sightless…" She trailed off, confused by the woman's behavior. The grip on her hand lessened as sudden distrust filled her mind.
"It is nice to meet you." Medusa took her away steadily further and further, stopping at a sloping hill.
"I am Medusa the Fiend."
She smiled slightly. "It is nice to meet you as well. You know… you do not seem as bad as the legends told." She felt her hair blow in the wind, signaling they were out of the forest.
Medusa shrugged, ignoring the fact that Selene could not see her, and looked around, spotting some steam to their near left, near the treeline.
"Come, it is over this way."
She followed, smelling the steam in the distance. She was truthful.
Medusa led her to the banks of the heated water, where under their bare feet lay warm stones. The whole area felt a few degrees warmer from the steam and water.
"You know what would be lovely? You could crush the wild lilacs and sprinkle their oils within the springs…" She suggested, enjoying the warm air. It felt good on her face, the warm humidity gentle on her face, different than the cool air of night.
Medusa hummed softly and picked a few flowers, bringing them over to the girl. "I picked a few and in fact that is what I do whenever I come down for a bath." She laughed softly.
"By chance do you happen to do it with Wisteria? You smell of it sweetly, and I cannot smell it on the wind." She held the flowers in her palm gently, running her fingers along the soft pillowy petals.
(Small note, I'm not going to be on the forums much anymore for a spout, so I apologize if my replies are sporadic.)
(That's alright, I saw your thread about it.)
Medusa hummed softly, looking down into the pool. "Indeed I did. Did you want to get in? The waters are nice and warm." She moved away from the mortal and pulled off her ragged dress befkre slipping in.
(Thank you. Also, this could get so weirdly smutty so fast.)
"Thank you for the offer, but I'd rather sit by the shore for now. Is that alright?" Selene asked, placing the flowers gently upon the rocks at the edge of the water. Her foggy grey eyes closing gently once more.
(Yeah, I know.)
"'Course it is," Medusa mumbled as she slowly dipped under the water's warm surface with a low sigh. The water burned and tickled her skin at the same time, and it felt wonderful.
"Are you sure you don't want to join me?"
"I am sure. I get easily confused in water, and since this is a new region, I do not wish to risk anything." She sighed gently, kneading the petals gently against the stone, letting the water wash up the oils.
"It's only a small basin, nothing too big. And you won't get lost, I am right here, after all," Medusa tried to convince her, looking up at her as she sunk lower and lower with a deep sigh.
"I'd still have to decline. I apologize but it is best for me to get a feel for the area beforehand." She picked up a flower and gritted it between her palms, letting broken pieces of the soft petals fall against the rocks.
Medusa made a low noise of disappointment but stopped egging her on. She leaned back into the opposite stone wall, blinking at the blind human thoughtfully. She didn't say much, just gently stroked her snakes.
"Is wisteria your favorite flower?" She asked suddenly, shifting her head upward to the sky, letting the hot air soak into her neck.
"Mmm, no. I like the rose, but they don't grow here any more." She leaned back with a soft sigh.
(Bump)
(oh we're gonna do this ok)
Selene shifted her head back. "There were some in my village," She gave a small pause. "Yet I could never pick them myself because of their briars. My father would always have to pick them for me so I could smell their sweet scent inside during the nights whilst I rested."
(yEs)
"Why did your father have to pick them for you? Surely you could have lived through the slight pain the roses brought?" Medusa asked with a slight disapproving look to the girl. Even if she was blind, it didn't mean she had to be weak.
She sighed. "He insisted himself, if it was up to him, I would never leave my village." She twisted some hair in her fingers. "I am his only child, and he would lay down his life for me."
"Hm… then what is the reason you left? It sounds like this father cares about you… quite a lot. He is probably worried sick." She turned her stone-grey eyes onto the girl, squinting.
"Well, I simply don't like it." She stated bluntly. "I'm not a person to him, only a mere liability."
"Right, that seems a little jump-to-conclusion-y. Surely you must like something about him. And he protected you from many things when you were younger, yes?"
"I do, he's good at what he did, yet now, he doesn't seem to understand I'm not helpless." She sighed, lacing her fingers together.
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