Perseus slew Medusa in her sleep, and Pegasus and Chrysaor appeared from her body. Perseus continued to the realm of Cepheus whose daughter Andromeda was to be sacrificed to Cetus the sea monster.Perseus rescued Andromeda from the monster by killing it with his diamond sword. He turned Polydectes and his followers to stone with Medusa’s head and appointed Dictys the fisherman king. Perseus and Andromeda married and had six children. In the sky, Perseus lies near the constellations Andromeda, Cepheus, Cassiopeia, Cetus, and Pegasus.
Come with bows bent and with emptying of quivers,Maiden most perfect, lady of light, With a noise of winds and many rivers, With a clamour of waters, and with might; Bind on thy sandals, O thou most fleet, Over the splendour and speed of thy feet; For the faint east quickens, the wan west shivers, Round the feet of the day and the feet of the night. //
She reigns upon her dusky throne, ‘mid shades of heroes dread to see; Among the dead she breathes alone, Persephone—Persephone! Or seated on the Elysian hill she dreams of earthly daylight still, and murmurs of the daffodil. //
Restless, pacing panther-like, I prowl the palace. Preparing for the gods to punish me, As is my fate. A fate I fear not. For I, Clytemnestra, Queen of Mycenae, Daughter of Sparta and of Leda, Have avenged my daughter's death! The blood of Iphigenia, Shed by her father, To assuage the fears and whims Of ignorant, brutal men. Lordly Agamemnon, Once my husband but no more, For I have murdered him. //
As a pale phantom with a lamp Ascends some ruin's haunted stair, So glides the moon along the damp. Mysterious chambers of the air.Now hidden in cloud, and now revealed, As if this phantom, full of pain, Were by the crumbling walls concealed, And at the windows seen again. Until at last, serene and proud. In all the splendor of her light, She walks the terraces of cloud, Supreme as Empress of the Night. //
With hair like lakes that glint beneath the stars, dark as sweet as midnight, or with hair aglow like burnished gold that still retains the fire. Yea, I shall haunt until the dusk of time, the heavy eyelids filled with fleeting dreams. //
Helen of Troy
So the lovely Andromeda sitting on the shore, Her long hair waving seaward in the salty breeze, Has been chained to rock by vengeance heretofore. But the brave Perseus arrives and her he frees, After slaying the sea monster with a vicious gore. Now Andromeda is the goddess of all my dreams, Who reigns supreme in the celestial sphere. Her beauty is yet unique in the heavenly schemes, And can cause clouds and tempest to disappear. //
Who is that girl playing in the garden- So carefree, so young, so fair? Or is she older, but with An unaging zeal or fire? I will have her A Persephone, a Helen A Medusa- Cleopatra, Pandora to my soul, ...My little fatal heel //
So you have swept me back, I who could have walked with the live souls above the earth,I who could have slept among the live flowers at last; so for your arrogance and your ruthlessness I am swept back where dead lichens drip dead cinders upon moss of ash; so for your arrogance I am broken at last, I who had lived unconscious, who was almost forgot; if you had let me wait I had grown from listlessness into peace, if you had let me rest with the dead, I had forgot you and the past. //
In the pathway of the sun, In the footsteps of the breeze, Where the world and sky are one, He shall ride the silver seas, He shall cut the glittering wave. I shall sit at home, and rock. Rise, to heed a neighbor's knock; Brew my tea, and snip my thread; Bleach the linen for my bed. They will call him brave. //
Her skin is pale, A wash of gentle light;Her hair silver,Glittering with starlight, The girl born of moon and star. Her eyes piercing blue, As the blanket of sky, Her face upturned, All the relaxed beauty of night, The girl shimmering with light and dust. The moonlight drapes over her Clothing her in shimmering silver light, She dances with glittering grace, As the the dust of stars trails behind, The moonlight girl born for night //
Remembering Greece, I imagine you there now; naked, skilled in spells. Your toes in the sand, your bright green eyes radiant; island conqueress. //
O latest born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus' faded hierarchy. Fairer than Phoebe's sapphire-region'd star, Or Vesper, amorous glow-worm of the sky; Fairer than these, though temple thou hast none, Nor altar heap'd with flowers; Nor virgin-choir to make delicious moan Upon the midnight hours; No voice, no lute, no pipe, no incense sweet; From chain-swung censer teeming; No shrine, no grove, no oracle, no heat Of pale-mouth'd prophet dreaming. //
6. Things you said under the stars and in the grass
Note: Requested by @lilydalexf. These have been a lot of fun to write, so please feel free to request more!
“How much do you know about stars, Scully?”
I ask her as we lay side by side in the grass at Sky Meadow State Park. We’re on our way back to DC from a case in Southern Virginia, but I’d suggested stopping here until the evening traffic on the Beltway subsided. That was two hours ago. Two hours, two hot dogs, and two ice cream cones later, to be precise; the radius of DC hot dog stands is much larger than I’d imagined. Now, we’re content to lay next to each other, lazily digesting our dinners as we watch the sky transition from the orange glow of sunset to night’s dark mantle. Crickets and cicadas provide a pleasant soundtrack to the evening. The urge to return to the bustle of civilization seems as far away as the stars that currently hold our gaze.
“I know a little,” she says. “My father taught me a few of the stars and constellations used in celestial navigation.”
“Well, for starters, there’s Polaris - the North Star. It’s more accurate than any compass, since it’s not subject to periodic variations of magnetic force.”
I scan the sky for what I vaguely recall as a Dipper-like outline of stars, but much to my embarrassment, I can’t locate it. “You already know this about me, Scully, but it’s worth repeating that I was a lousy Indian Guide as a kid,” I admit, somewhat sheepishly.
I can feel her body shake with laughter beside me. “Cassiopeia might be easier to locate. It looks like a poorly written letter ‘M.’ Look over to your left a bit.”
“Got it,” I say once I find it. “The queen whom the gods placed upside down in the sky as punishment for her vanity.” I may not know the constellations, but I am familiar with the myths that inspired them.
“It’s also a useful constellation in locating the North Star,” Scully adds, clearly unimpressed by my knowledge of Greek mythology. “If you bisect the second apex of the ‘M,’ the line points straight to it.”
“Ah, I see it, now.”
“The North Star will always be the same angle above the horizon as your latitude. Just make an outstretched fist, like this.” I see the silhouette of her arm as she holds it up in the air. I do the same with mine.
“That’s roughly ten degrees of latitude,” she says. “So where we are, here in Virginia…”
“We’re at about forty degrees, or just shy of four fists.” I find myself blurting out the answer like an overeager ten-year old being called on in class. “This knowledge could’ve come in handy that time we were lost in the Apalachicola Forest in Florida, you know.”
“We were in the woods, Mulder. It’s hard to see the stars when there are trees blocking the view. Besides, I was busy keeping you from going into shock.”
Touché, I think, smiling at the memory. I haven’t heard her this animated since the invisible man she autopsied a few months ago, and I’m loving every word.
“I’m sorry. You were saying?”
“Orion - which is close to the horizon this time of year - rises in the east and sets in the west. Orion’s belt practically draws a straight line for you. Mintaka, the westernmost star on the belt, will always rise and set within one degree of true east and true west.”
“My favorite constellation, though,” she says after a few moments of shared silence, “is Cetus. You can’t see it this time of year, though. Only in winter.”
“Cetus. The sea monster that threatened to eat Andromeda?”
“That’s one interpretation. I prefer to think of him as a whale.”
“Spoken like the daughter of a sea captain,” I say, wondering if she can detect the smile in my words. “I had no idea you were into stars, Scully.”
“It was a nice pastime that my dad and I shared. When he first taught me how to navigate by the stars, I was amazed by the notion that something millions of miles away could help you figure out where you were right here, on Earth.” She pauses. “I guess I still am.”
“And based on what you know, where are we now?”
I take her silence as evidence that she’s busy employing her mental sextant and superior sense of direction to determine our location. Her answer, though, is not what I expect.
“Well, I know that we’re out here in rural Virginia on a beautiful May evening. I know that I’m lying next to the World’s Worst Indian Guide, and together, we’re marveling at the wonders of a brilliant night sky. I also know that I’m happy, and have a strong suspicion that you are, too. Based on all of that, I’d say we’re right where we’re supposed to be.”
Wordlessly, I lean over and find her lips in the darkness. Her mouth tastes like mint chocolate. I feel her fingers run through my hair as my thumb traces tiny circles on her cheek. This level of intimacy is still terra incognita for us, but it feels so right - so natural - that I wonder what the hell took us so long to get here.
I slowly pull away and slide my arm beneath her until her head is resting in the crook of my shoulder.
“I think you’re right, Scully,” I say quietly, looking up at stars. “We’re right where we’re supposed to be.”
I have researched the names of the Black family to make sense of the story line and to see if their names fit their personalities, I hope it helps you, too. Since I love doing research I thought I would just have some fun with their names. I took the following information mainly from Wikipedia but I have used few other sources, too.
Cygnus is a constellation in the Milky Way, it derives from the Latinized Greek word for swan. Swans are known for being “mate for life” and being extremely protective of their nests. Also the males help with the construction of the nest unlike other species that are considered close to the swans.
Cygnus is a neighbour to the Draco constellation, who is his grandson.
In Greek mythology, swans are in many myths. Zeus had transformed into a swan to seduce Leda, who is the mother of Gemini, Helen of Troy and Clytemnestra.
Druella doesn’t have a direct translation but I saw somewhere that it was probably German originated. So I did a few translations and a website suggested a word similar to Druella which was duell. As you may have guessed, Itmeans duel in English so obviously I wasn’t satisfied with that.
So I separated the word to Dru and Ella. Dru is an old Greek, Welsh and French name and it means wise, warrior. Ella can be short for Eleanor meaning light or it can mean beautiful fairy woman so I chose the latter because I think beautiful fairy warrior suits Druella well.
Bellatrix is the third brightest star in the Orion Constellation and it means the female warrior.
There isn’t much about Bellatrix anywhere but the fact that her star is part of the Orion constellation is making me (and many others) think that maybe Bellatrix wasn’t from Cygnus and that maybe Druella and Orion may have had an affair. Black family is as messed up as Greek mythology so this is completely plausible.
Andromeda is the closest galaxy to the Milky Way, the galaxy is named after the constellation Andromeda which contains Pisces and is representing goddess of fertility in modern culture.
Andromeda is known as the chained woman in English, the story comes from Greek Mythology. When Andromeda’s mother brags about how her daughter is more beautiful than Nereids (female spirits of se waters) Poseidon punishes them by sending a sea monster. Andromeda is stripped and chained to a rock awaiting her death but is saved by Perseus who is a demi-god (a mortal and Zeus). Perseus and Andromeda get married after this.
Some say that the constellation looks like a woman holding a sword instead of a chained girl which suits the Latinized Greek version of Andromeda which means ruler of men.
Narcissa is female version of Narcissus which is a flower, more specifically a daffodil. Narcissus is one of the most well known and depicted stories in the Greek mythology.
Narcissus was a hunter who was known for being beautiful, he knew he was beautiful and he never though anybody who loved him was enough, he even despised them. One day Nemesis tricked Narcissus to come by a lake and when he looked at it he saw his own reflection and fell in love with an image. Unable to keep himself from looking at himself Narcissus died by the lake. This story is the root of the word narcissism.
She is the only daughter of Cygnus and Druella who is not named after a star. Narcissa’s name reflects her personality but her narcissism isn’t just for her herself, it’s for her family. Yes she is narcissistic, yes she cares about herself but she is also a text-book Slytherin who is loyal to the ones she loves.
Orion is one of the most recognisable constellations in the sky, it is known as The Hunter. Orion is a very big constellation and it contains an asterism called The Belt of Orion which contains three stars who are known as either Three Kings or Three Sisters.
In Greek Mythology, Orion is a giant huntsman places among the stars by Zeus. In Homer’s Iliad, Orion is described as a constellation and Sirius is his dog. (as if)
Walburga also derives from German and means ruler of the fortress it also means strong protector probably for the blood lines rather than her family. I couldn’t find much on Walburga so I decided to search for Walburg and it means protector on the battlefield which is irrelevant to Walburga’s personality.
Sirius is the brightest star in the night sky. Sirius means glowing in Ancient Greek. The star system which Sirius is a part of is called Canis Major which literally translates to great/big dog and the star is also known as the Dog Star.
In mythology, Sirius was usually mentioned as Orion’s dog. The constellation Canis Major also follows constellation Orion with Canis Minor. Canis Major’s family is Orion, which is scary but true.
In Chinese astronomy, Sirius is known as the Celestial Wolf. (and some of y’all still don’t ship Wolfstar)
Regulus is also one of the brightest stars in the night sky, it is a part of the Leo constellation. Regulus is Latin for prince or little king.
Leo is one of the Zodiac constellations and it means lion in English.
In Greek mythology, Leo was the Nemean Lion killed by Heracles. The said lion was impervious to the warrior’s swords and weapons so the warrior had to kill the lion with his bare hands so Heracles went into the lion’s cave caught it from behind and broke it’s back. Regulus.. died.. in.. a.. cave.. too.
I promised you “brain blowing” but I couldn’t because my brain refused to cooperate. If Orion was named Cygnus and Cygnus was named Orion, we could have had a marvellous story consistent with the characters in mythology and their constellations but welp. My excitement was because my brain confused Orion and Cygnus and I thought it was Cygnus who had an affair with someone and had Bellatrix, if that makes sense but still, I think the names explain a lot of things.
Also it’s worth noting that Walburga, Cygnus and Alphard are siblings and Orion is their first cousin as disgusting as it may be. Druella is a Rosier and is married into the Black family.
Also I will make additions if I find out anything else.
Square Enix is pretty good about using a variety of sources behind their monsters, names, and locations whenever such things aren’t original.
In Final Fantasy XIV, adventurers explore the ruined legacy of the city of Mhach in the 24-man duties of the Void Ark, the Weeping City of Mhach, and the newly announced Dun Scaith.
The names of major bosses and lore figures in the Mhach storyline are derived from Irish mythology, but there’s really a fairly wide variety in the sources, with some really weird pronunciations as Gaelic languages tend to have really unintuitive pronunciations, and the “true” pronunciation varies wildly between language and pronunciation.
Below are the mythological sources behind some of the names and figures.
Cait Sith: Common pronunciations: “ket-shee” or “kot-shee” A Cat Sith (or Cait Sidhe, depending on language) is a kind of fairy creature in Celtic and Scottish mythology that resembles a large black cat with a white spot on its chest. Scottish folklore says that the Cait Sith is capable of stealing the souls of the recently deceased before they can pass on to the afterlife.
Cessair:Pronounced “seh-SARE” Cessair is a female character in an Irish collection of poems known as “Lebor Gabála Érenn” who is claimed to have been the leader of the first inhabitants of Ireland before the Biblical Flood.
Scathach: Pronounced “SKA-hahk”, though the “ch” sound is quite breathy, similar to how the “ch” in “loch” is pronounced. Scathach, whose name means “Shadowy”, is a Scottish warrior woman who trains the Irish hero Cu Chulainn in the arts of combat. She lives in the castle of Dun Scaith, whose name means “Fortress of Shadows”.
Cetus “Cetus” is an Ancient Greek word used to denote any large fish, whale, or sea monster. In Greek mythology, Poseidon sent the sea monster Cetus to devour Andromeda, but it was slain by the hero Perseus.
Irminsul An Irminsul was a sacred tree trunk used in Germanic paganism by the Saxons. Its true function is unknown, but the name and concept are possibly derived from Yggdrasil of Norse mythology.
Cu Chulainn: Common pronunciations: “koo hoo-len”, “koo hullan”, “koo KULL-en”, “koo koo-LAIN”, or “that guy with the name” Cu Chulainn, whose name means “Culann’s Hound”, is an Irish hero who appears in the Ulster cycle of Irish Mythology. A fierce warrior, he wielded the spear
Gáe Bulg and
defended the kingdom of Ulster from the armies of Queen Medb.
Echidna Echidna, whose name literally means “She-Viper”, is a monster in Greek Mythology who was half-woman and half-snake. She is said to be the mate of the monster Typhon and the mother of many other famous monsters such as Cerberus (who guards the gates of Hades) and the Lernean Hydra (who would later be slain by Heracles as part of his twelve labours).
In the Void Ark, Echidna splits into three parts that include the snakes Dexter and Sinister. Sinister is the Greek word for “left-handed”, while Dexter is Greek for “right-handed”, and is the root of the word “dexterity”.
Forgall A character in the Ulster Cycle of Irish Mythology, Forgall is the father of the beauty Emer with whom Cu Chulainn fell in love. Forgall repeatedly condemned the relationship between Emer and Cu Chulainn, and Cu Chulainn eventually stormed Forgall’s castle and abducted Emer.
Ozma Not a mythology figure, but an infamous superboss from Final Fantasy IX. His strategies include “Complete Bullshit” and “How Was I Supposed To Know How To Counter That”.
Dun Scaith: Common pronunciation: “dun-SKAWHK”, similar to the aspirated “ch” in Scathach and the “ch” in “loch”. Newly announced! In Irish Mythology, Dun Scaith (”Fortress of Shadows” was the home of Scathach and where Cu Chulainn received his training. It’s also a real ruined castle on the island of Skye off the northwest coast of Scotland.
Following the trend of constantly dying in “The Void Argh” and “The Wiping City of Mhach”, “Done-ski” would be an acceptable renaming of it.
After consulting an oracle, the king and queen chained Andromeda to a rock, in order to be sacrificed to the monster. However, the hero Perseus was nearby and heard of the imminent death of Andromeda; when the monster emerged from the sea, he managed to kill it, either by slaying it with a knife, or by exposing it to Medusa’s head and turning it into stone. Thus, Andromeda was saved.
Requested by Anon -
“a suitable mate” part 4 where “it” finally happens.
Jaime and you laid on a mesa far from the reaches of El Paso, gazing at the stars. Your head rested on his shoulder with Jaime’s arm around you, tucking you against his side. Jaime had planned this outing for weeks, knowing you loved to look at the stars.
“There is Andromeda,” you said, pointing to the constellation in the sky. You were looking at the stars, while Jaime kept his gaze on your beautiful hand. A blush burned to his cheeks as the urge to reach out to touch your skin grew.
‘Your hormone levels are rising, Jaime Reyes.’
Biting his lip, Jaime tried to focus on what you were saying. You didn’t notice Jaime’s distraction. “Andromeda was sacrificed to a sea monster by her father. She was rescued by the hero, Perseus, who married her.” You pointed to a constellation next to Andromeda. “That one is Perseus.”
“Uh-huh,” Jaime mumbled distractedly, falling back into a trance by your beautiful arm. You dropped your arm onto his chest, rubbing gentle circles into his skin. Jaime’s heart started beating rapidly.
‘The increase in your heart rate suggests you are ready to copulate.’
Jaime choked at Scarab’s words in his head. His face burned once again when you lifted your head to look at him curiously.
“You okay, Jaime?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Jaime shifted uncomfortable before taking a deep breath.
“I’m good, I’m just interested in your story,” Jaime answered hurriedly, clearing his throat when you narrowed your eyes in disbelief.
‘An effort to improve your skills in deception is mandatory, Jaime Reyes. You mate saw through your lie.’
You smiled at Jaime’s discomfort, moving your face to be only a inch away from his. Jaime’s breath stuttered at your closeness. He loved how you could make him as excited as he was the first time he kissed you. “You know, you’re my Perseus.”
“You’re my Andromeda,” Jaime whispered as he closed the gap between your lips. The kiss started out innocent, but soon became more heated. You crawled on top of Jaime as he worked to take your shirt off. Soon, you were only in your underwear, and Jaime was only in his boxers. It would have went further if Scarab hadn’t sounded in Jaime’s head.
‘Your mate is ready for impregnation, Jaime Reyes.’
Jaime jumped away from you, quickly standing up. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “Jaime, what’s wrong?” you asked, standing up after him. You wrapped yourself in one of the spare blankets lying nearby.
“I just…,” he began before taking a deep breath. “I can’t do this.” Your face fell a little, breaking his heart.
“I understand if you don’t want to ‘do it’ with me,” you said, slowly sinking to the ground. You buried your face into your knees.
A look of horror crossed Jaime’s face as he knelt down next to you. “No, no, I want to ‘do it’ with you. You’re literally the most beautiful person I have ever met, but I can’t because of Scarab.”
“What does Scarab have to do with it?” you asked, tilting your head to the side as Jaime stood up to show you Scarab.
“Remember how I told you that Scarab talks to me,” Jaime explained, throwing his thumb at Scarab. You nodded in understanding as Jaime continued. “Well, Scarab keeps talking about how you are my mate and that we should…”
‘Informing your mate will not help you prevent the production of your offspring.’
Jaime ignored him, blushing madly as he spoke his next words. “…have kids.” Your eyes grew wide in shock before you started to laugh. Jaime thought you lost your mind.
“You mean all this time, he’s been telling you to… and that’s why we haven’t gone all the way before,” you giggled, standing up to give Jaime a hug. Your laughter was contagious making Jaime chuckle along with you.
‘This laughter does not assist the mating process, Jaime Reyes.’
Once you both calmed down, you placed your hands on Jaime’s cheeks forcing him to meet your eye. “You know I am on the pill, and I know for certain you carry other protection.”
“I know, but Scarab can bypass it all,” Jaime insisted. You quirked your eyebrow at him.
‘Yes, I can.’
“Yes, he can,” Jaime spoke out loud, gesturing towards Scarab with the nod of his head. “He just confirmed.”
You sighed before motioning Jaime to turn around. “Let me talk to him.”
“Let me talk to him, I think I can explain it to him,” you suggested, grabbing Jaime’s shoulders to turn him around. You gently rubbed Scarab with your finger. A purring sound filled Jaime’s head.
The talk went on for several minutes, mostly with you explaining how having a child at this time would be hard, and how it was important to wait until both you and Jaime were ready to be the best parents you could be. Jaime interjected once and a while when Scarab had something to say. You kept rubbing Scarab throughout the conversation, which almost gave Jaime a headache from Scarab’s purring.
“Do you understand now?” you asked softly, tapping Scarab to make sure he knew you wanted him to answer.
‘Yes, it is understandable to wait for your offspring. Your mate is exceptional, Jaime Reyes.’
“He understands,” Jaime confirmed before turning around to take you in his arms. You giggled as he pulled you close. “He also says you’re exceptional.”
“Aww, I love you too, Scarab,” you replied. Scarab’s purring increased at your words, though Jaime realized he could get used to it. Jaime lowered his face to yours.
“Can we start again? I don’t think I can wait any longer,” Jaime whispered in your ear before capturing your lips in his. You kissed him back with just as much eagerness.
“Finally,” you breathed into his ear when Jaime’s lips lowered to your neck. He lifted you before laying you down on the blanket you used for stargazing. You both fell into utter bliss.
Hours later, Jaime woke to the rising sun with you snuggled into his side. You had the most content look on your face, making Jaime smile. The blanket covering you both was able to keep you both warm throughout the night. Of course, it was not like you needed too much help with that.
‘Your mate is not carrying your offspring, Jaime Reyes.’
“Thank you, Scarab,” Jaime whispered softly to avoid waking you.
‘However, once you are both “ready for parenthood” as your mate explained, I will not hesitate to insure the production of your offspring.’
Jaime rolled his eyes before burying his face into your hair. He wondered if Scarab would bother to tell him when he thought you both were “ready”, or if he was just going to surprise both of you someday. Shaking his head, Jaime fell back to sleep, content with the fact that you both finally “copulated”.
Elsa stood barefoot at the balcony outside her bedroom; her unbraided hair fluttering behind her with the wind’s gentle blowing. It was late at night and the moon hung bright in the nocturnal sky, surrounded by a silver ring of moonlight. The vast and immeasurable curtain of midnight blue was dotted with specks of varying colors and sizes that flickered in and out of existence indefinitely and adorned by a few greyish wisps that were clouds lazily drifting around aimlessly up high in the heavens.
Everyone in her neighborhood was asleep. Even Anna, who decided to stay at her place for a while, was snoring lightly on Elsa’s bed. Not that Elsa minded at all. It’s a plus, sniggling with Anna while sleeping. And Elsa somehow found the redhead’s regular and melodic snoring somewhat comforting.
“You’re still awake?” A sleepy voice said groggily, followed by the slow padding of footsteps on wood. “No wonder it felt like the bed suddenly got larger and significantly warmer.”
A gentle smile tugged at the corners of Elsa’s lips upon hearing her half-awake girlfriend’s remark. “What do you mean by ‘significantly warmer’?” She asked in a playful manner. “Is my body really that cold?”
“What?” Anna replied; a goofy and lopsided grin on her weary-looking face. “It’s nice having an icepack for a girlfriend. When you’re around, I don’t need AC while I sleep.”
Elsa chuckled. “Is that all I’m good for?”
“Um, yeah. Pretty much.” Anna replied and Elsa gave the redhead a gentle and playful bop.
“So, why did you wake up?”
“Well, you weren’t in the bed and I just wanted to see what you’re doing.” Anna answered slowly and sleepily then she smacked her lips after. “So, what’re you doing?”
“Nothing.” Elsa admitted. She just found the stillness of the night tranquilizing. “Just… standing here.”
“How boring.” Anna replied and yawned. “Look, Elsa, the stars.”
“Yeah, there are a lot tonight.” Elsa replied and she looked up to the sky, where there were countless stars dotting the night sky and forming various constellations. She pointed to a group of stars and Anna’s gaze followed her finger. “Recognize that one?”
“Uh… Andromeda, right?”
“Right.” Elsa confirmed and a slight smile crawled upon Anna’s face. “Anna, remember that day two years ago?”
“Is that date you’re talking about…” Anna yawned. “November 27?”
“The night of our first kiss.”
“‘Course I do.” Anna replied and gently punched Elsa’s arm. “That day’s really special to me.”
“Remember when I told you about the stars at that time?” Elsa asked, her gaze remaining on the night sky.
“You were rambling about stars and constellations, and even the stories behind those constellations.” Anna answered; her tone thoughtful. “To be honest, I was getting a bit bored at that time… but just seeing you happily ramble on about your passions made me glad, too.”
“So you weren’t bored?”
“From the astronomy lesson? Yes. From listening to you talk? No.”
Elsa chuckled softly at the redhead’s reply. “Now, do you remember the legend of Andromeda?”
“She was chained to a rock as a sacrifice to the sea monster, Ketos.” Anna answered.
Elsa raised an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for Anna to continue. She knows that she knows this story, she told her the legend of Andromeda countless of times. “And… what?”
“Perseus came and killed Ketos before it had the chance to eat her, so Andromeda was released and she and Perseus lived happily ever after. The end.” Anna answered and Elsa nodded sagely. “You said that it’s got something to do with us… but I didn’t get how that relates.”
“You clueless dork.” Elsa replied and once again gently bopped Anna. “You’re my Perseus. If it weren’t for you miraculously appearing to save me, I would’ve been dead by then. You honestly didn’t get that?”
“Not until now.” Anna replied. “No wonder you kissed me after you told me that story…”
“And now that Andromeda, our constellation, is hovering right above our heads, I’m about to do it again.” Elsa took Anna’s face in both hands and pulled her to her slowly, gently. Their lips interlocked and Elsa savored the feel of the redhead’s soft and warm lips moving against hers.
It was exactly like that moment two years ago.
And Elsa couldn’t have wanted it in any other way.
INFJ - dionysus Dionysus is represented by city religions as the protector of those who do not belong to conventional society and thus symbolizes everything which is chaotic, dangerous and unexpected, everything which escapes human reason and which can only be attributed to the unforeseeable action of the gods.
ENFJ - apollo Medicine and healing are associated with Apollo, whether through the god himself or mediated through his son Asclepius, yet Apollo was also seen as a god who could bring ill-health and deadly plague. Amongst the god’s custodial charges, Apollo became associated with dominion over colonists, and as the patron defender of herds and flocks.
ENTJ - athena She is the patroness of various crafts, especially of weaving, as Athena Ergane, and was honored as such at festivals such as Chalceia. The metalwork of weapons also fell under her patronage. She led battles (Athena Promachos or the warrior maiden Athena Parthenos) as the disciplined, strategic side of war, in contrast to her brother Ares, the patron of violence, bloodlust and slaughter—"the raw force of war". Athena is the goddess of knowledge, purity, arts, crafts, learning, justice and wisdom. She represents intelligence, humility, consciousness, cosmic knowledge, creativity, education, enlightenment, the arts, eloquence and power. She stands for Truth, Justice, and Moral values. She plays a tough, clever and independent role.
INTJ - medusa The name “Medusa” itself is often used in ways not directly connected to the mythological figure but to suggest the gorgon’s abilities or to connote malevolence; despite her origins as a beauty, the name in common usage “came to mean monster.” It is the Lie that makes him free. Animals alone are given the privilege of lifting the veil of Isis; men dare not. The animal, awake, has no fictional escape from the Real because he has no imagination. Man, awake, is compelled to seek a perpetual escape into Hope, Belief, Fable, Art, God, Socialism, Immortality, Alcohol, Love. From Medusa-Truth he makes an appeal to Maya-Lie.
ESTJ - perseus The legendary founder of Mycenae and of the Perseid dynasty of Danaans, was the first of the heroes of Greek mythology whose exploits in defeating various archaic monsters provided the founding myths of the Twelve Olympians. Perseus beheaded the Gorgon Medusa, and saved Andromeda from the sea monster Cetus. He was the son of the mortal Danae and the god Zeus.
ISTP - theseus Theseus volunteered to slay the monster to stop this horror. He took the place of one of the youths and set off with a black sail, promising to his father, Aegeus, that if successful he would return with a white sail. Like the others, Theseus was stripped of his weapons when they sailed. On his arrival in Crete, Ariadne, King Minos’ daughter, fell in love with Theseus and, on the advice of Daedalus, gave him a ball of thread or clue, so he could find his way out of the Labyrinth.
INFP - achilles In other words, Achilles is an embodiment of the grief of the people, grief being a theme raised numerous times in the Iliad (frequently by Achilles). Achilles’ role as the hero of grief forms an ironic juxtaposition with the conventional view of Achilles as the hero of κλέος kleos (“glory”, usually glory in war).
ESFP - zeus “Even the gods who are not his natural children address him as Father, and all the gods rise in his presence.” For the Greeks, he was the King of the Gods, who oversaw the universe. As Pausanias observed, “That Zeus is king in heaven is a saying common to all men.”
ENFP - poseidon In his benign aspect, Poseidon was seen as creating new islands and offering calm seas. When offended or ignored, he supposedly struck the ground with his trident and caused chaotic springs, earthquakes, drownings and shipwrecks. Sailors prayed to Poseidon for a safe voyage, sometimes drowning horses as a sacrifice; in this way, according to a fragmentary papyrus, Alexander the Great paused at the Syrian seashore before the climactic battle of Issus, and resorted to prayers, “invoking Poseidon the sea-god, for whom he ordered a four-horse chariot to be cast into the waves.”
ISFP - artemis Artemis, while sitting on the knee of her father, Zeus, asked him to grant her six wishes: to remain always a virgin; to have many names to set her apart from her brother Apollo; to be the Phaesporia or Light Bringer; to have a bow and arrow and a knee-length tunic so that she could hunt; to have sixty “daughters of Okeanos”, all nine years of age, to be her choir; and for twenty Amnisides Nymphs as handmaidens to watch her dogs and bow while she rested. She wished for no city dedicated to her, but to rule the mountains, and for the ability to help women in the pains of childbirth.
ISFJ - hestia A hearth fire might be deliberately, ritually extinguished at need, and its lighting or relighting should be accompanied by rituals of completion, purification and renewal, comparable with the rituals and connotations of an eternal flame and of sanctuary lamps. […] Hestia, you who tend the holy house of the lord Apollo, the Far-shooter at goodly Pytho, with soft oil dripping ever from your locks, come now into this house, come, having one mind with Zeus the all-wise: draw near, and withal bestow grace upon my song.
ISTJ - hephaestus Hephaestus had his own palace on Olympus, containing his workshop with anvil and twenty bellows that worked at his bidding. Hephaestus crafted much of the magnificent equipment of the gods, and almost any finely-wrought metalwork imbued with powers that appears in Greek myth is said to have been forged by Hephaestus. He designed Hermes’ winged helmet and sandals, the Aegis breastplate, Aphrodite’s famed girdle, Agamemnon’s staff of office, Achilles’ armor, Heracles’ bronze clappers, Helios’ chariot, the shoulder of Pelops, and Eros’ bow and arrows.
ESFJ - prometheus Henceforth, humans would keep that meat for themselves and burn the bones wrapped in fat as an offering to the gods. This angered Zeus, who hid fire from humans in retribution. In this version of the myth, the use of fire was already known to humans, but withdrawn by Zeus. Prometheus, however, stole fire back in a giant fennel-stalk and restored it to humanity.
INTP - hermes Hermes is a god of transitions and boundaries. He is quick and cunning, and moves freely between the worlds of the mortal and divine, as emissary and messenger of the gods, intercessor between mortals and the divine, and conductor of souls into the afterlife. He is protector and patron of travelers, herdsmen, thieves, orators and wit, literature and poets, athletics and sports, invention and trade. In some myths he is a trickster, and outwits other gods for his own satisfaction or the sake of humankind.
ENTP - daedalus This story thus encourages others to consider the long-term consequences of their own inventions with great care, lest those inventions do more harm than good. As in the tale of Icarus’ wings, Daedalus is portrayed assisting in the creation of something that has subsequent negative consequences, in this case with his creation of the monstrous Minotaur’s almost impenetrable Labyrinth which made slaying the beast an endeavour of legendary difficulty.
ESTP - tyche Tyche (English /ˈtaɪki/; from Greek: Τύχη, meaning “luck”; Roman equivalent: Fortuna) was the presiding tutelary deity that governed the fortune and prosperity of a city, its destiny. The effectiveness of her capricious power even achieved respectability in philosophical circles during that generation, though among poets it was a commonplace to revile her for a fickle harlot. In medieval art, she was depicted as carrying a cornucopia, an emblematic ship’s rudder, and the wheel of fortune, or she may stand on the wheel, presiding over the entire circle of fate.
Bellatrix is the third brightest star in the constellation Orion. It’s name is Latin for “female warrior”. It was also called the Amazon Star, which came from a loose translation of the Arabic name Al Najīd, the Conqueror.
Named after a character from Greek mythology, Andromeda was a princess who was chained to a rock to be sacrificed to a sea monster, as divine punishment. Andromeda is a northern constellation that contains the Andromeda Galaxy.
Perseus comes to save Andromeda from the sea serpent. He kills the monster by turning it to stone using the head of Medusa. The serpent-dragon motif is seen in conjunction with cultures that tell of a great flood.