A Dæmon Hunted/The Flight of Perseus

Medusa stared out to sea for eternity Traumatised by what the world had brought upon her And through all the years, her sister watched on Desperate to quell the pain of her younger As time progressed, Euryale’s passion began to swell The despair she felt for Medusa grew to something more Until she could restrain no longer and held her sister In a passionate embrace of love and sorrowful empathy The Gorgons’ love for each other blossomed intensely And Medusa realised the comfort she so desperately craved In the arms of her own sister Yet the love they shared was cut tragically short By whispers of another’s arrival The sisters, cursed with such ill fate, would never last in peace And in melancholy recurrence, a warrior did arrive Perseus, child of the gods, intent on bloodshed Fuelled by the lies told of the Gorgon sisters With the reflection shield by his side to avoid her damned gaze Tasked with removing the head of the feared Medusa A dæmon hunted With stealth of foot, Perseus hunted the Gorgons Rendering them defenceless to his onslaught of steel Euryale fought to protect her sister with all she could muster But was beaten and broken by the sheer power of holy Perseus Medusa in his sight Deadly teeth and claws made Medusa a worthy foe for a warrior Though his experience in battle gave Perseus higher ground Clashing at blinding speeds, the Gorgon fought with all she had to survive Yet the warrior’s master skill rendered Medusa nothing but prey Beating the girl into submission, Perseus tore her cursed eyes from her head Reducing the feared dæmon of stone to a young girl, writhing in agony upon the rocks Euryale lay paralysed, watching her life destroyed As Perseus lifted the girl by the hair and separated her head from body with a swing of the sword All the world was numb as Euryale watched the blood of her only love burst from the battered and decapitated corpse Perseus smirked as he tossed the naked body to the ground Drenching Euryale in her true love’s dying blood Flight As swiftly as he had arrived, Perseus made his departure The youngest Gorgon’s head in hand Fuelled by the purest rage and despair, Euryale summoned the strength To raise her broken body in pursuit Giving chase to the holy assailant Euryale’s speed fuelled by such intense malice Desperate to slay and eat the man who had destroyed her love To find solace in the taste of his organs Yet with the speed of gods at his heel, Perseus outran his pursuer Never to be seen again, Euryale left broken Sister, I will always be here We are the sea and forever we remain Through all years, I will keep you near Sister, I will always be here