The Gods’ Rose
The moonlight poured from the sky like milk from the chalice of a God. And although the wind was roaring, silence and peace reigned through the forest. Agapi was laying on a thick tree branch outside her home, humming a sweet tune to herself, gently tearing the pettles off a rose and letting them float away with the breeze, while she stared up at the small white specks that were glued on the heavens. She was an odd girl, or so I had heard. She was tranquil, yet wild. Obedient, yet rebellious. Brave, but she just didn’t know it. And last but not least, she was beautiful. Her eyes, the colour of a bear, and just as fierce. Her lips, as red as the inside of a rose. Her hair, as black as a starless night. And her skin as soft and …show more content…
The better question is, how did you get up there?” Agapi’s father yelled out to her. She didn’t answer. She simply continued her melody and drifted away from the rest of the world. Her father knew an all too well what her silence meant. “What are you thinking about my darling?”
“Mother,” she whispered, “I’m just thinking about mother. How can it be possible to miss someone who you cannot even remember? Someone you never properly met?”
“She was your mother. She gave you life. A bond between a child and their mother is a bond that can never be broken. Not even by death.”
Agapi’s mother died after giving birth to her. She always felt a small hollow place in her heart that she could not fill. Agapi always blamed herself. And almost every night, she would go out to that tree, look at the stars, and think about her mother, and what could have been.
“One day you will understand. Maybe not today. Perhaps not tomorrow. But one day, you will understand how much your mother loved you, and you will understand how much and why you love her. Now come inside, the wind will blow you out of that tree and you will fall on that precious face of …show more content…
How could you do this to me?”
“I know what I said. And I’m truly sorry for keeping all of this from you. But you’re just so young Agapi! I was going to tell you when you were a little older, when you would have the strength to bear everything I had to say. But now that you know this secret, I have more to tell you. I must reveal why Pandora believes it is her treasure, why we have this treasure to begin with, about your brother, about my pa-”
“There’s more?! This is unfathomable!” Agapi interrupted, her face, a portal to her heart, a heart that was being shattered into a billion tiny pieces like a crystal glass falling from the sky, onto the brutal ground. “Wait… Brother? What brother? I don’t have a brother! What are you talking about father?”
***
“I cannot believe this. My life has been tipped over like an hour glass.” Agapi thought. Her hair swayed in the breeze, her pearl satin dress hugged her skin. Tears running from her warm brown eyes, down her delicate face, just like the water in the stream she was sitting near. I wanted to approach her, but as I took a step towards her, a woman, just as beautiful as she, appeared out of oblivion, and sat by
The moonlight poured from the sky like milk from the chalice of a God. And although the wind was roaring, silence and peace reigned through the forest. Agapi was laying on a thick tree branch outside her home, humming a sweet tune to herself, gently tearing the pettles off a rose and letting them float away with the breeze, while she stared up at the small white specks that were glued on the heavens. She was an odd girl, or so I had heard. She was tranquil, yet wild. Obedient, yet rebellious. Brave, but she just didn’t know it. And last but not least, she was beautiful. Her eyes, the colour of a bear, and just as fierce. Her lips, as red as the inside of a rose. Her hair, as black as a starless night. And her skin as soft and …show more content…
The better question is, how did you get up there?” Agapi’s father yelled out to her. She didn’t answer. She simply continued her melody and drifted away from the rest of the world. Her father knew an all too well what her silence meant. “What are you thinking about my darling?”
“Mother,” she whispered, “I’m just thinking about mother. How can it be possible to miss someone who you cannot even remember? Someone you never properly met?”
“She was your mother. She gave you life. A bond between a child and their mother is a bond that can never be broken. Not even by death.”
Agapi’s mother died after giving birth to her. She always felt a small hollow place in her heart that she could not fill. Agapi always blamed herself. And almost every night, she would go out to that tree, look at the stars, and think about her mother, and what could have been.
“One day you will understand. Maybe not today. Perhaps not tomorrow. But one day, you will understand how much your mother loved you, and you will understand how much and why you love her. Now come inside, the wind will blow you out of that tree and you will fall on that precious face of …show more content…
How could you do this to me?”
“I know what I said. And I’m truly sorry for keeping all of this from you. But you’re just so young Agapi! I was going to tell you when you were a little older, when you would have the strength to bear everything I had to say. But now that you know this secret, I have more to tell you. I must reveal why Pandora believes it is her treasure, why we have this treasure to begin with, about your brother, about my pa-”
“There’s more?! This is unfathomable!” Agapi interrupted, her face, a portal to her heart, a heart that was being shattered into a billion tiny pieces like a crystal glass falling from the sky, onto the brutal ground. “Wait… Brother? What brother? I don’t have a brother! What are you talking about father?”
***
“I cannot believe this. My life has been tipped over like an hour glass.” Agapi thought. Her hair swayed in the breeze, her pearl satin dress hugged her skin. Tears running from her warm brown eyes, down her delicate face, just like the water in the stream she was sitting near. I wanted to approach her, but as I took a step towards her, a woman, just as beautiful as she, appeared out of oblivion, and sat by