a water nymph approaches the sleeping Hylas.
Fandango’s FOWC is meter, the Word of the Day Challenge is elemental, and Paula’s 3 Things Challenge words are charisma, guacamole, rose . Today I took mythological characters – and the picture I found at wikipedia – and built a story around them.
Naiad was a river nymph, an elemental who could take the form of a human whenever it struck her fancy. She liked feeling mortal and enjoying dalliances with mortals. She owned a small cottage by the river. Her cottage had arbors with fragrant roses and wisteria, where the vines of the wisteria anchored the roses to them. Wildflowers grew around the house and down to the riverbanks. Assorted fruit trees also dotted the area. Inside of the house was a giant whirlpool tub with a lovely fireplace. There weren’t many dishes in the house, as Naiad ate fresh food she caught in the river, but she had a full service tea set, as she loved watercress tea with lemongrass and rose hips, sometimes dropping a few datura seeds in.
Naiad loved to write poetry and was quite adept at it after a thousand years of practice. Her meter was exceptional. Nature came alive in her words. Pantoum was her favorite form, although sonnets came a close second. One of her former lovers, a young man by the name of Billy Shakespeare, fell in love with her poetry and learned so much from it he began to write his own.
In the Spring, Naiad spent much time swimming up and down the river and sometimes she would even reach the sea. One afternoon, as she was swimming back to the cottage, she came upon a sleeping young man on the riverbank. (Later she would learn his name was Hylas.) She crawled slowly up the bank so as not to wake him. Around his waist and groin area was the skin of a bobcat, but other than that he was unclothed. Naiad was overcome with his beauty and planted a cold kiss on his warm lips. Hylas awoke and was shocked to see the most lovely maiden he’d ever seen. Her long hair was tied with twine and seaweed and she was without any other adornment except for her natural beauty. Wordlessly, Naiad took Hylas’ hand and led him to the water. They both swam to the cottage.
While Naiad started a fire in the fireplace and prepared the tea, Hylas went out and picked avocados and lemons from the trees, which produced fruit year-round. Cilantro grew by the steps. Back in the cottage, he prepared guacamole, which would be eaten with the round rye discs found in the cupboard.
As the two lounged in the hot tub, drinking tea and eating guacamole on rye toast, Naiad became mesmerized by Hylas’ charisma. In a strange upending of the usual, where it was she that enchanted her lovers, it was clear this time Hylas was the enchanter.