Book X - Myrrha & Cinyras
Worse than the sin of lust, than the sin of incest, was her sin of comparison. The girl had rationalized, conspired and committed unspeakable crimes. She’d lusted for her father, preyed on him in times of weakness. Her cunning was unmatched, and so was her punishment. For what could be worse than a mother that cannot hold her son but amongst her branches.
Book IX - Byblis & Caunus
She ought to have known better. To have read the signs the Gods had deigned her as promise of her misfortunes. But love had made her weak. Too foolish to realize when she was being rejected before the prospect. She’d rationalized her affections, given herself hope, when she’d only be meant to be crushed later.
Book IX - Iphis & Ianthe
Born a girl, Iphis had grown to know herself as a man. She’d played with swords and followed her mother’s commands, a woman desperate to keep her child alive. But when the child had fallen in love, their position grew treacherous. Their love was stronger than gender. Stronger than what few obstacles were left for them. The Gods were generous, granting them favor.
Book X - Orpheus & Eurydice
She was his only love. The one he’d been determined to spend his life with and without her, his world crumbled. He spoke and sang and mused of splendor, but it could not exist to move the same way without her form beside his. The world singer, devoid of his universe. He’d attempted, pleaded and sang his way to win her back from the depths of hell, and when she’d grown so close, his own care for her led to their demise. It took too long for reuniting, but in the end, his love, his dedication found them together again.
Book XIII - Ajax and Achilles’ Armor; Ulysses and Achilles’ Armor
They fought for armor they both believed belonged to them. But their strengths did not lay in similar areas and in argument, it is not always best to boast the strongest limbs. Instead, it is wits that win swords and shields. Wits that will express what muscles cannot, and tongues that will tangle webs and weave stories.
Book X - Hyacinthus
He was much like his Godly lover, beautiful and talented and strong. But not so strong as Apollo. Only the Gods had possessed so much talent and natural ability, and yet despite his attempts, the boy could not keep up. Instead, the discus hit him square across the head, killing him. The blood dripped down, blooming on the ground as it hit.
Book X - Ganymede
Jove was not infallible. Not when it came to those he found desirable. He saw the boy and found pleasure in his looks. In the guise of an eagle, he swooped down, taking the boy as his own, returning to Olympus to elevate Ganymede, making a mere mortal cupbearer to the Gods.
Book IV - Cadmus & Harmonia
Too happy had their lineage been. Despite its horrid beginnings and the work required of them both to sustain their city, they had been successful. They had survived. But the Gods were vicious and could not forget what had been done, even in self preservation. Together, the pair were transformed to serpents, left to slither the Earth together.
Book X - Atalanta & Hippomenes
The Goddess, Venus, had never liked lions. She’d despised them, found them thoughtless creatures and warned the boy of them. She told him of their origins. Of her detest for them. She spoke of love and lust and honor. How once a man had abused his pleas for help and never given return on his deeds. As punishment for his betrayal, he and his won bride were cursed to lion bodies.
These were the lessons the Gods taught. To be careful of excess. But it was the Gods themselves that had granted the gifts. Each mortal had received a blessing whether in the form of child or gift or power. Yet still they challenged, still they were wrong. No matter what peril awaited them, the mortals were powerless to alter their course, transforming singularly to their designed punishments.