Title: Galatea
Author: Margaret Brown, aka Andromeda Valentine
Fandom: Mutant X
Pairing: Adam/Emma
Rating: PG
Status: New (07/10/03); Complete
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Series/Sequel: None
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Disclaimers: Not mine - Tribune's...
Summary: He always expects her to feel like stone when he touches her.
Notes: Originally written for the weekly MXFiclets challenge about the senses - ended up being more of an answer to a different X-Men challenge to use mythological themes in a drabble... Pygmalion was a Greek sculptor who so despised the women around him that he created a statue of his feminine ideal and promptly fell in love with it. Aphrodite took pity on him and brought the statue, Galatea, to life.
Double-drabble - the Muses got wordy on me...
Warnings: None
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He always expects her to feel like stone when he touches her. Something in the whiteness of her skin, and the sculpted curve of her limbs reminds him of priceless, flawless marble...
His creation, remote as any stone Galatea, and just as unreachable. Pale perfect skin, pale watchful eyes, burning with an inner fire just as pale and subtle, like the statue-turned-living-being he sometimes can't help but think she is.
She doesn't feel like stone, of course, because she's flesh and blood - though even that flesh is cool to his touch, and unresponsive.
It's her eyes that stay with him, though. They see everything, absorbing every little thing to cross their path, but they reveal nothing more often than not. Sometimes when they turn on him, he can *feel* it, like a touch, or a weight, or even the force of a blow.
Every so often, something will flicker across them that makes him hope, for even an instant, that she feels something, anything, for him. After all, he *is* Pygmalion to her Galatea, and one could argue that it would only be natural.
Then he remembers that Pygmalion only won his Galatea with Aphrodite's help, and he realizes that he long ago ceased to believe in Her...
