( "I the skies forego, And bear the lamp of heaven to shades below." )
Title: Dreams
Theme: Character-A-Day: Day 7: Helios, sm_monthly, March 2008
Genre: General/Drama
Rating: PG-13
"Priest!" she had called. "Priest!"
Helios turned to see the girl, only ever remembering how her hair flew fire against the blue sky.
She had asked for prayers: for the prince and for love and for the happily-ever-after all girls think they are entitled to.
He had smiled inwardly at her eagerness and hope, felt the chasteness in her want and the boundlessness of her love.
He had bowed, gently saying, "May all your dreams be pure and true."
"Helios," she had smiled.
Desperate for any link, she had come to him who would know the prince as well as the shitennou. Sitting and speaking with him until her blazing curls blended with the setting sun, she had confided her plans of love and imaginings of the future.
He had been stirred by her emotion, for the prince and for Earth, felt his own desire rise at her devotion, at her beauty.
He had hugged her, simply wishing, "May you find your pure dreams true."
"Helios," she had moaned.
She had come to him wrapped in temptation and had risen above him, moving her body over his willing pliant one. She had pleasured his body for hours, and he remembered every moment, every kiss strategically placed, every touch tactically evoking the sweetest caress, every movement drawing the utmost pleasure.
He remembered everything in crystal clarity, could feel her breath and smell her sweat if he stopped to think about it.
Remembering everything with alarming detail meant he could not forget how her glowing mane had slowly shaded, night after night, turning the bright young girl into blackened soot.
The last time, Beryl had risen from his lack of embrace, granting soothingly, "May all my dreams come true."
"I the skies forego, And bear the lamp of heaven to shades below."
-Helios, The Odyssey
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