Hadama twisted in the water to watch as Andy hid herself behind the stone but then provided the statue with a new, lovely head. The juxtaposition was a little odd but strangely pleasing between the finely sculpted body of the man and the equally fine features of the lady who now claimed the statue's shape.
Romantic and tragic in the classical way of things, her story was as likely as any other and the King tilted his head in acknowledgment of the tale. "How did he lose his head?" he inquired curiously, for surely there was more to the tale than the statue's creation.
There was also its destruction... and whether it had happened before or after it had ended up at the bottom of the sea.
Romantic and tragic in the classical way of things, her story was as likely as any other and the King tilted his head in acknowledgment of the tale. "How did he lose his head?" he inquired curiously, for surely there was more to the tale than the statue's creation.
There was also its destruction... and whether it had happened before or after it had ended up at the bottom of the sea.
