Medusa fighting against her fate, she wants to live and she gets help.
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"You are Medusa. Your fate is already decided."
But ... what will happen to me?
"A mortal will come and take your head away. He will give it a
goddess and she will fix it on her plate."
My head? I'm more than just that, I have my arms, my legs, my
body, my self. How is this possible?
"He will cut your head off ."
My head being cut off ... It took until Medusa had digested
that. No, please not, Genoveva, please do not make such
"You are Medusa. This is her story. The foundation of your
But ... I am alive, I love my life, I love love love love it so
much. Why that? No. I want to live. Look how beautiful my body
is. All this shall be destroyed?
"You are beautiful and sexy. Quite different from what has been
told in the old stories, where you have been characterized as a
diabolical monster. But, it will happen. Do not try to hold it
up. Your destiny is linked to your name. It has created you
here, in this paranormal part of the existence.
My destiny? I do not need this fate.
"Don't you see it? Just because you must fulfill your destiny,
you exist. Without this fate, it would not give you. Enjoy the
time that you can live. It is a gift from heaven."
I live, I feel. Isn't that wonderful? Why this fate. No, I do
not want it.
"Whether you like it or not, that's not the question."
To be or not to be, but just I am. And I'm going to fight for my
"The hunter will be invisible for you. How will you defend
yourself then? If you sleep it will be fulfilled..."
Medusa alone with herself. In front of a large mirror. She loved
her mirror self. The snakes that grew out of her head, they were
not ugly, no, they were not. Only small beings who needed love.
She could hide them inside her hair, hair, that surrounded her
body completely. Why not hiding inside the hair?
But then she could not see anything coming from the outside, and
if it even was invisible?
Her wonderful skin, her beautiful eyes. The gentleness in her
face. Her arms, legs, hands, her whole beloved body, her
beautiful life. And this should only exist to be destroyed? And
why shall her head be taken away without the living body? It
will be nothing but an empty cache. And with that thing the gods
wanted to dress up?
A tear was running down her face. And another tear ... She
dissolved in tears. Everything was wet around her.
Wasn't there a sound in the medium background? She drove up,
jumped to the side.
There was something.
But why being so helpless? She could fight! She transformed
herself into a diabolic monster, her eyes glowed, the snakes
screamed and she pushed the paranormal energy into arbitrary
directions, running into concentric circles. And she moved
quickly from here to there ... and ... suddenly she hit the
A shape became visible, a mortal, a man with a sword in the
hand. He watched at her. She saw fright in his face.
He was screaming: "No, no, no, please do not look at me."
Quick as a flash she turned her head to the side.
But now she was vulnerable!
And the man, waiting for his chance?
No, he was standing still. He knew that she could have killed
him, but she didn't. And her beauty ... the difference between
killing and loving, it can be very small ...
Medusa: "Why may I not look at you?"
Man: "Medusa, your look transforms the mortals into stone. You
kill them doing this."
It was this, her power. If she looked at a mortal, he/she
solidified to stone.
However, wasn't she mortal herself? No, she was immortal. What
the hell gave her this insight? If she looked into this mirror
Had she already turned to stone and did not know it?
No, she felt, she perceived her thoughts. And she felt that she
could control this strength. Her living self, it could hold it
Now she knew, why other wanted her death. They wanted to control
this force, with her head, without her self.
With the mortals she never had a touch. Only her shadow
was lost. If someone has stolen it?
The shadow. Her past. She didn't remember. Where she comes from?
Has everything always been as it looks now?
She was only thinking but she got an answer from nowwhere.
<< No. You were once a wonderful young woman with very
long hair, too nice hair for which the gods envied you. One of
those approached you and he raped you. In the temple of a
goddess. You only wanted to pray to her. And the end of the
story, the punishment came to you, not to him. The snakes coming
from your head, that was the punishment. But it was not
complete, look into a mirror. The goddess helped you from being
transformed into a diabolic monster. Only this force, a curse
coming from hell, it was attached to you, because this crime
desecretated the temple. Any mortal at which you look will be
turned into stone. Don't think too much about this. The
relationships between immortal gods are too complected to be
understood. And you have many friends, who love you and who
adore you. All of this together give you your current appearance
and ... it is positive. >>
Who are you? This can not be only my thoughts. Is it Genoveva
with her prophecies? I am so afraid, I fear them.
<< So many questions. I am the opponent >>
An opponent? Against which then?
<< If I only knew this. Actually an infinite being should
be here, but there is nothing. Very strange. >>
Opponent. What can I do? I do not want to die. If everything is
already decided then... the gods, play they with my destiny? Was
it Athena, who protected or punished me...?
<< Athena. She is squashed into a wrong picture by many.
They project their own failures on her and make a gigantic
history of it. Then their own smallness is more tolerable. No,
this is all wrong. Only those who really love her and try
to be in common with her spirit, they will see, how she really
is. Athena is a wonderful, dear gentle being. She would never do
such a thing to you. And you, are you as ugly as they told about
you, has your beauty been stolen from you? >>
No, but ...
<< Between the lines, there exist negative beings feeding
from the misfortune of others. And the deeper somebody falls,
the greater the pleasure is. They have an effect in the darkness
and they steal the shadows of the living creatures. Crystallised
feelings that became an own consciousness.>>
My shade...? It is away, stolen. What have they done with it?
<< All the bad what they assign to you. With your shade
they have caused it. This Medusa as a monster. So negatively
that her decapitation must be a relief. >>
The mortals. They are creatures of the gods. And I myself? Am I
also such a creature?
<< Yes, you are. But even the gods do not know everything.
A touch with the life, it has given you a soul. You are so
positive in your being that the life has searched you and it has
found you. >>
And what happened now? The fights went on. Perseus failed but
the gods didn't gave up.
<< The name of the hunter >>
Perseus failed? << Yes, he felt in love with Medusa. This
was not the thing for what he was selected.>>
250 war attacts against Medusa. She won it all. But she couldn't
turn these gods to stone, they were immortal. And if she was
blowing them away, they came back. At the end Medusa gave up. It
was too much. She sat down and was weeping, her head behind her
arms. Now she was waiting for her destiny.
But nothing happened. Only a sensitive touch ... and a message.
<< I will protect you. These gods are only fantasy items.
They have an own consciousness and the power to change this
paranormal world, but they have no soul like you. Now it is time
to introduce myself. I am the White
Medusa with hidden snakes
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Medusa with some snakes,