Das Medusenhaupt
(noun) 'Medusa's Head' in in German; a book of psychoanalysis written by Sigmund Freud.
Although in this story, it shall have a different meaning:
Das Medusenhaupt
(noun) the globe-like part of a true jellyfish; the mind of one in love with the ocean and its golden ones
-Prolog-
3500 years ago
Once, you walked upon the beach, leaving footprints in the sand. The waves fell on the shore, erasing all the marks in the sand. The water retreated and you kept on walking, not knowing you woke something up...
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Aurelia - 'golden' in Latin
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It reached its arms out, but was stopped as it was not fully formed. The ocean had brought a sensation of softness to it, the softness of your skin...
'I want to be with it!' It wanted so to be with you. It did not know you were the softness, the kindness it yearned, but it had fallen in love with you just the same. It pulled on its disk once again, feeling the growth-like roots tear slightly. It winced at the pain that rebounded inside of it, but it wanted to be with you, at all costs.
"Don't go, you're not ready!"
"Don't leave us, little one!"
"We need you, you need us!"
Voices from its 'siblings' did not keep it close. It pulled even more on the hold-fast, feeling so much pain. Any pain for you, it felt suddenly that the whole circuit where it lived release all of its children. The creature's siblings went with other currents, not protesting the natural temperaments of the waves. The smallest creature, so weak from its exertion, rested for a few moments, then turned its little tail to swim to the shore... to find you...
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3000 years ago
The creature caressed your warm belly with its tongue, moaning at the taste. You moaned out his new name in a man's tongue. It repeated yours in the same manner.
"I love you," you cried as you released your pearly seed, which was eagerly lapped up by the creature, now a man, which is your mate...
You still are drawn to the ocean...
And the smallest creature, now with a human host, takes you to the ocean once you are rested...
And you make love with him again there, on the warmed sand far from Thebes...
You never once see the eyes of your Aurelia mate glow at the fact of claiming you. You both climax when the ocean's waves crash upon you both and...
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Class of true Jellyfish: Aurelia
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You left him...
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