LOGINShare
Chapter 12: The Desertion
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56Psyche was now alone with her thoughts. The solitude tossed in her grief like the waves of the sea. She lost her head and began to banish all her spouse's warnings and her own promises. After all, her sisters had made some solid stabs. It was true that she had never seen her lover's face, and she had no knowledge whatsoever of what her companion was. She merely heard the voice and was constantly warned against seeing what the owner of it looks like, and threatened with great disaster if she showed curiosity. What if her sisters' warning was genuine?
But the only way to know it was to see. And as dusk began to fill the sky, Psyche got up and poured the oil into a well-trimmed wick. Then she concealed it beneath the cover of an enclosing jar. Though her plan was formed and her determination fixed, she still faltered in the uncertainty of purpose. Her heart was torn between many impulses of her unhappy plight.
Then the grief-stricken maiden waited for her love to enter th
Related chapters
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 13: The Wandering
The poor princess had fainted there on the ground. When she recovered her senses, she felt the rough patch of grass beneath her soft form. Then she rose and stared around her again. Psyche was still alone and everything felt like a horrible dream. But then again, she did not know which one was a true dream. Did she dream about finding a beautiful home and a divine lover in the first place?Yet the ache in her chest was so real. Her eyes hurt from salty hot tears, and she remembered what she had done. The grief and loss struck her with a heavy blow once again. It wasn't a dream but her current reality. Her dearest deserted her, and it was all her fault. Psyche let out a howl of despair, blaming herself for her haste and naivety.Then wild with sorrows, the poor princess decided to set out and follow her lover into the wood. In her random
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 14: The Pursuit
As Psyche wandered one day, she saw a lofty temple perched on the peak of a high mountain."Perhaps this is where I can perform my prayers to my beloved," she said to herself. Then she turned her steps thither. Her feet were utterly weary from her unremitting labors, but her hope and aspiration quickened them. She mounted the higher ridges with a stout heart and drew close to the sacred altar.There she saw ears of wheat in a heap, and others were woven into a garland, and ears of barley as well. There were sickles lying close by and a whole array of harvesting tools, but they were in a jumbled and neglected heap, thrown carelessly by workmen's hands in summer-time.Psyche carefully sorted them out and ordered them in separate piles, no doubt she reflected that she should not neglect t
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 15: The Trials
Psyche drew near the temple of Venus, endeavoring to fortify her mind while ruminating on her fate. The end was doubtful and perhaps fatal.At the door, she saw the goddess's priestesses, who did not have to be chaste, although they were required to be fairly attractive and shall often settle down with someone they believe to be their One True Love, to whom they shall be faithful unless a stronger True Love comes along.Before she could utter a word, the priestess named Consueto confronted her, crying in disgust."Most wicked of all women, have you at last begun to realize that you have upset Venus? Or are you still pretending to be unaware of the exhausting efforts we have endured in search of you?""Here I am now, priestess," Psyche
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 16: The Surrender
Sunlight peered through the small window as the chariot of Apollo ascended. Then the cell's door flung open, awaking Psyche from her troubled sleep. The priestesses came to escort her out as Venus had summoned her for another trial.They brought her to the grove flanked by the river. Its banks extended into the distance and its low-lying bushes dotted around the stream. There were sheep wandering and grazing unguarded, and their fleeces sprouted with the glory of pure gold.Venus stood on the hill in all her finery. When Psyche came, the goddess greeted her with a pretentious smile. And the mortal princess wondered what new misfortune awaited her. The goddess motioned for Psyche to stand by her side."Do you see the grove there?" she asked, pointing down with her glorious hand. "I orde
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 17: The Slumber
The journey to the Underworld began at the crack of dawn. Advised by the mysterious voice, Psyche headed on foot towards Sparta, crossing the countryside, going through the wood to Taenarus. There she found the breathing-vent of the Underworld.The entrance to the lower world was a shadowy cave. The pathway snaked down into the gloomy land. Psyche took a deep breath and entered it. The gates were open, but she did not advance to that dark kingdom empty-handed. Dangling in her bag were barley-cakes baked in sweet wine.The soil of the land was black as soot and harsh with rough terrain. As she was told by the voice, she found a cart with a lame donkey carrying a load of logs along the path. The driver likewise lame turned and looked at her with hollow eyes. His face was long with pale and leathery skin. Psyche felt a chill rush down her
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 18: The Reunion
Indeed, Cupid had refused to shoot her arrows. People stopped falling in love with one another. There was no praise for Venus, her temples stood empty, her altars unadorned. No marriages were taking place and no new births. The world became grim and dreary in a day. Without love, all songs and laughter died. All work halted.Farmers did not plow their fields or pick their fruits. Hunters put down their bows and chased no game. Fishermen quit sailing their boats and simply drifted listlessly on the ocean. Even the fish had sunk sullenly to the very bottom of the sea. Everyone's heart was empty and deprived of joy.Venus woke up from her nap and looked from the Olympus. She was amazed to see that everything had changed. The goddess of love and beauty, found herself wasting in the great parching despair that came off the earth like a deser
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Bonus Story: Zeus and Hera
In the great throne room where the stars sailed over every corner of the world, a terrible roar struck like thunder.Cronus, the Titan lord of time, wielded his scythe and gave a mighty blow that ripped through the heart of his father Oranos, the Heaven."Your reign is now mine, Father," Cronus laughed as he stood towering over his dying sire. Oranos spit out golden blood regretted his love for this treacherous son, and thus the dying Oranos had prophesied saying, "You murder me now, and steal my throne, but one of your own sons will dethrone you, for crime begets crime."The sky trembled and the earth shook as if to give the terrible curse its effect. Cronus grimaced at the god's prophecy. He knew deep in his heart of heart that what his father said would come to pass. In a fit of rag
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Bonus Story: Poseidon
After the Titan Lord Cronus was deposed, the three most powerful siblings drew dice to divide the empire. Zeus, the youngest, won — and chose the sky. Poseidon smiled to himself because the sky was empty, and he knew that the impulsive Zeus had chosen it because it looked so high.And now, he, Poseidon, could choose as he would have done if he had won. He chose the sea. He had always wanted it, it is the best place for adventures and secrets, and makes claim on the land. Hades, who was always unlucky, had to take the underworld. The earth was held as a commonwealth and left to the Olympian goddesses to manage. "Very well, my dear brother and sisters," Poseidon said. "I'm satisfied with the result and have no desire to discuss any further matter. Th
Latest chapter
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Bonus Story: Apollo
Apollo was the most beautiful of the gods during his youth. His hair was dark gold, his eyes stormy blue. He wore a tunic of golden panther skin, carried his golden bow, and wore a quiver of golden arrows. His chariot was beaten gold, its horses were white with golden manes and flame-colored eyes. He was the god of the sun always. Later he became patron of music, poetry, mathematics, and medicine.And, later, when he was a mature god, he preached moderation. He bade his worshipers to look first into their own hearts and find there the beginnings of wisdom, and to conduct themselves prudently in all things. But in his youth, he did many cruel and wanton deeds. Several times he was almost expelled from the company of the gods by his father Zeus, whom he had angered with his wild folly.As soon as he was given his bow and arrows he r
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Bonus Story: Poseidon
After the Titan Lord Cronus was deposed, the three most powerful siblings drew dice to divide the empire. Zeus, the youngest, won — and chose the sky. Poseidon smiled to himself because the sky was empty, and he knew that the impulsive Zeus had chosen it because it looked so high.And now, he, Poseidon, could choose as he would have done if he had won. He chose the sea. He had always wanted it, it is the best place for adventures and secrets, and makes claim on the land. Hades, who was always unlucky, had to take the underworld. The earth was held as a commonwealth and left to the Olympian goddesses to manage. "Very well, my dear brother and sisters," Poseidon said. "I'm satisfied with the result and have no desire to discuss any further matter. Th
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Bonus Story: Zeus and Hera
In the great throne room where the stars sailed over every corner of the world, a terrible roar struck like thunder.Cronus, the Titan lord of time, wielded his scythe and gave a mighty blow that ripped through the heart of his father Oranos, the Heaven."Your reign is now mine, Father," Cronus laughed as he stood towering over his dying sire. Oranos spit out golden blood regretted his love for this treacherous son, and thus the dying Oranos had prophesied saying, "You murder me now, and steal my throne, but one of your own sons will dethrone you, for crime begets crime."The sky trembled and the earth shook as if to give the terrible curse its effect. Cronus grimaced at the god's prophecy. He knew deep in his heart of heart that what his father said would come to pass. In a fit of rag
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 18: The Reunion
Indeed, Cupid had refused to shoot her arrows. People stopped falling in love with one another. There was no praise for Venus, her temples stood empty, her altars unadorned. No marriages were taking place and no new births. The world became grim and dreary in a day. Without love, all songs and laughter died. All work halted.Farmers did not plow their fields or pick their fruits. Hunters put down their bows and chased no game. Fishermen quit sailing their boats and simply drifted listlessly on the ocean. Even the fish had sunk sullenly to the very bottom of the sea. Everyone's heart was empty and deprived of joy.Venus woke up from her nap and looked from the Olympus. She was amazed to see that everything had changed. The goddess of love and beauty, found herself wasting in the great parching despair that came off the earth like a deser
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 17: The Slumber
The journey to the Underworld began at the crack of dawn. Advised by the mysterious voice, Psyche headed on foot towards Sparta, crossing the countryside, going through the wood to Taenarus. There she found the breathing-vent of the Underworld.The entrance to the lower world was a shadowy cave. The pathway snaked down into the gloomy land. Psyche took a deep breath and entered it. The gates were open, but she did not advance to that dark kingdom empty-handed. Dangling in her bag were barley-cakes baked in sweet wine.The soil of the land was black as soot and harsh with rough terrain. As she was told by the voice, she found a cart with a lame donkey carrying a load of logs along the path. The driver likewise lame turned and looked at her with hollow eyes. His face was long with pale and leathery skin. Psyche felt a chill rush down her
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 16: The Surrender
Sunlight peered through the small window as the chariot of Apollo ascended. Then the cell's door flung open, awaking Psyche from her troubled sleep. The priestesses came to escort her out as Venus had summoned her for another trial.They brought her to the grove flanked by the river. Its banks extended into the distance and its low-lying bushes dotted around the stream. There were sheep wandering and grazing unguarded, and their fleeces sprouted with the glory of pure gold.Venus stood on the hill in all her finery. When Psyche came, the goddess greeted her with a pretentious smile. And the mortal princess wondered what new misfortune awaited her. The goddess motioned for Psyche to stand by her side."Do you see the grove there?" she asked, pointing down with her glorious hand. "I orde
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 15: The Trials
Psyche drew near the temple of Venus, endeavoring to fortify her mind while ruminating on her fate. The end was doubtful and perhaps fatal.At the door, she saw the goddess's priestesses, who did not have to be chaste, although they were required to be fairly attractive and shall often settle down with someone they believe to be their One True Love, to whom they shall be faithful unless a stronger True Love comes along.Before she could utter a word, the priestess named Consueto confronted her, crying in disgust."Most wicked of all women, have you at last begun to realize that you have upset Venus? Or are you still pretending to be unaware of the exhausting efforts we have endured in search of you?""Here I am now, priestess," Psyche
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 14: The Pursuit
As Psyche wandered one day, she saw a lofty temple perched on the peak of a high mountain."Perhaps this is where I can perform my prayers to my beloved," she said to herself. Then she turned her steps thither. Her feet were utterly weary from her unremitting labors, but her hope and aspiration quickened them. She mounted the higher ridges with a stout heart and drew close to the sacred altar.There she saw ears of wheat in a heap, and others were woven into a garland, and ears of barley as well. There were sickles lying close by and a whole array of harvesting tools, but they were in a jumbled and neglected heap, thrown carelessly by workmen's hands in summer-time.Psyche carefully sorted them out and ordered them in separate piles, no doubt she reflected that she should not neglect t
Cupid and Psyche |Lesbian Version| Chapter 13: The Wandering
The poor princess had fainted there on the ground. When she recovered her senses, she felt the rough patch of grass beneath her soft form. Then she rose and stared around her again. Psyche was still alone and everything felt like a horrible dream. But then again, she did not know which one was a true dream. Did she dream about finding a beautiful home and a divine lover in the first place?Yet the ache in her chest was so real. Her eyes hurt from salty hot tears, and she remembered what she had done. The grief and loss struck her with a heavy blow once again. It wasn't a dream but her current reality. Her dearest deserted her, and it was all her fault. Psyche let out a howl of despair, blaming herself for her haste and naivety.Then wild with sorrows, the poor princess decided to set out and follow her lover into the wood. In her random
