Overview

On the isolated isle of Sarpedon, cold blood under scaly flesh pumps into a creature with snakes for hair, and serpentine features. Cast from society by the wrath of a Goddess, she is shielded by the bodies of stone along the shoreline. They warn off mortals; victims of her curse that had come to harm her. Soldiers, huntsmen, adventurers.

Her curse afflicted all.

All but one.

A beauty by the name of Mirra washes ashore and doesn't succumb to Medusa's menacing sight.

Thus begins the tragically romantic tale of a blind seer, and an untrusting gorgon.

TW: This story contains discussion/vague depiction of SA, death, and gore. Read at your own discretion.