To the descendants of the ancient city of Limnai
ISBN : 979-10-91877-34-3
Illustration : Frederick Leighton – Odalisque – 1862
Copyright © January 2016 Second Edition, Phanès
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The pleasures of youth may hide heavy secrets as evidenced by these adventures that beautiful Daphne had with the greatest of divinities: Polymorphic Zeus, the shape-changing god.
Just a few steps from the sanctuary of Artemis Orthia, there was laughter coming from above the bubbling waves in river Eurotas, created by young mortals experiencing the pleasures of a bath. Two stunning bathing beauties enjoyed the fresh currents of water. The torrents ran across the lands of ancient Sparta: the city of Limnai. Soul sisters, Daphne and Panacea had grown up together, and shared so many little secrets their souls tried so hard to hide, that neither of them would have ever told anyone else. Helios, the star, was throwing his scorching rays over Laconia, and deeply lacerated the dry soil. On the riverbank, the wild grass became yellowish and bent graceful stems in front of the burning breath of Eurus1.
After the birth of the damsel, the Divine looked down on her milky body complexion. Obviously, Hera, spouse of the greatest god in the Olympus, knew the intentions of her changeable spouse. Time went by and provided the child with the body of a goddess: her hair dark as a raven, and her curves beautiful as war carracks of Laconia. Her voice enchanted the lord of lords; sweet melodies to which only the chants of some birds were comparable. With each poem in the name of Apollo, Mother Nature held her breath, and let this mortal muse produce her melodious chords over the ancient city of Sparta
Laughter and chants filled the air with a sweet melody. Fresh tears fell from that body of Naiad2 in a turbulent stream, with the devotion of a burning zephyr.
Panacea noticed the immaculate feathers of a majestic bird: over the wavy course of the water, it was possible to see a bright white nave. The swan seemed to overfly the agitated waterbed; a pearl white dress, and the noble harbor. Daphne became impressed at the beauty; an immaculate dress touched the water of the Eurotas!
Just by seeing the prince of the lakes and the gardens, the breath of Euros soothed. Daphne decided to approach that wild splendor.
“Oh no! My soul sister, leave that noble passenger of the wind in the hands of Artemis the savage. Underneath that fierce beast lies an indomitable demon.”
But the beautiful damsel rushed and swam toward that allegory of beauty. Her sweet friend could lecture her, warn her about a possible danger, and Naiad would still do what she wanted. Daphne crossed the bend of the water stream; wonderful Oceanid vanished behind the foliation of the willow trees. Radiant Daphne stared at the majestic manifestation of Apollo while he soaked his peak in Eurotas. She caressed the sublime dress of the swan. The noble floating bird beheld the affectionate fervor, and rubbed his coal-black beak against the shoulder of the sweet Naiad. Daphne put her hand in the fluffy feathers, and enjoyed the textures of the fierce animal.
During some drops of clepsydra, the incredible took place: the beautiful damsel remained sealed to the body of the sublime bird. Ever since, the bird of Leda began to change, slowly and subtly, in the body. Long and wing feathers changed to the effigy of the greatest lord of the Olympus: Zeus Lycoeus, Zeus the Luminous! The Divine took shape and was revealed in all his splendor. Zeus shook and let some feathers fall, all pearly white over the emerald festoon of the sacred river...
It took an eternity before Panacea jumped, and crossed the river to the opposite side. Near Eurotas, Daphne slept soundly: in her womb she sheltered the new one of the greatest of the Olympians! ...
1. East wind. 2. Nymphs of rivers and water streams
Above the domains of Sparta, Helios disguised his incandescent face behind the festoons of a mantle of heavy clouds. The farm remained in there for several cycles of time, and developed its richness on the bare ground, all swept by the North wind. When only four years of age, Eleftheria remained all camouflaged in a corner, somewhere in the immense residence of Xenon geomoro1. Her brother, Passion, had a hawked eye, and a fertile inventiveness that prompted him to explore the vast world of Gaya, Mother Earth. He would search in every possible place where his sister could have gone. While the oldest sister of lord Xenon had a feminine face, his youngest one hided a divine beauty: with her small mouth with the shape of a heart, she had taken her father to the garden of Hesperides. With every possible compliment, he wouldn’t stop praising the child beloved by the Muses, or meeting all the needs of the young girl, from the most essential to the most trivial. Her father caressed her, cuddled her, spoiled her and paid close attention to every detail, in order to satisfy her. The mother had gone to the Champs-Élysées, after having been through the torments of a long and painful illness. And while the little girl wasn’t older than a couple of days when her mother gave her soul to the ferryman Charon, the steersman of Hades was tormented by the sissy behavior of his son and first-born, playing around all hidden behind him.
At that moment, Eleftheria snuggled under a massive cow, Alcmene!
A reedy voice suddenly appeared in the air:
– I am here, Passion!.
Passion went to the barn and examined the entire place. He ended up empty-handed after the playful search.
– I am here! She insisted.
Above the head of the boy, the sun penetrated the thick clouds, and its rays destroyed the scarves of goddess Nephele, the divinity of the clouds. The child would next get into the farm, and with a glance through all the enclosed area in this important place for agriculture, he discovered the small body, all nestled under the potent bovine legs.
– Eleftheria, I found you. Get out of there immediately! Are you aware of the dangers? This cow could smash you.
The sweet girl left the spot under the immense ruminant. Her small body emerged from those legs of the bovine. Eleftheria left the farm, while Alcmene stared at her with a docile look. The sweet nymphet rose up and showed her brother a tremendous sight: her organism was creating an extraordinary mutation. Within a majestic halo, Eleftheria was showing the image of the greatest magicians: Polymorphic Zeus!
In pearly-white flames the lord of the Olympus rose up, with his immense body, and so he unveiled the shinning figure of the girl; golden rays were hitting the divinity. Passion was completely immersed in the glittering view in front of his eyes. Then, the lord of the heavens caressed Passion’s face.
In that moment, Divine Erastus4 and his eromenos communed in a supreme ecstasy!
When Passion left the grange, Zeus had already chosen his cupbearer5.
Year after year, a new chapter came to stay in the house of the Olympians. Zeus would run after young mortals, and taste the mead suggested by the enthusiastic sommelier of the gods: bold Passion!
3. Hellenic farmer. 4. Homosexuality between an older male and an adolescent youth. 5. Sommelier.
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