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Jul 09, 2005 18:17

"The First Time I Saw..."

The first time I saw that damned hunter staring at me while I bathed, I had several thoughts flash through my head. One of them involved drowning him in the water that I was bathing in. One thought involved stabbing him through the heart with an arrow. One involved feeding him to a bear. Another thought was the thought. The thought that I carried out. I saw him. I saw him gawking. I saw a perfect oppurtunity.

So, I changed him into a stag. Quite simple, really. Originally, I had intended to hunt hunt him for a few days, letting him think that he'd gotten away. An example had to be made. One just can't watch a virgin goddess in the nude with out some sort of backlash. His own hounds chasing him down and shredding him to pieces was something of an accident. A happy accident, but an accident, nevertheless. Oh well. I got watch him get torn to pieces which was really quite satisfying.

Nobody "accidently" came upon me bathing after that.

Muse: Artemis (Diana)
Fandom: Greek Myths
Word Count: 173
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