I want to deify her.
I want to make her an icon of all that is worst in my needs. I want to worship her from between her thighs, an act of serenity and sorrow. I want to drink her in and bathe in the heat of her rapture.
And I want to watch her fall.
Because fallen goddesses are the most beautiful of creatures, with their brutally shorn innocence, their sweet regrets, and their silent tears.
So do it, sadist. But know that when you do, you’ll be lost.
elise
The thing I find most beautiful about the fallen goddesses of the world is that they know that falling cannot negate their divinity. Those tears, regrets, the innocence shorn, there is no losing face, even stumbling in the void the goddess maintains her majestic grace. There’s a willfulness, determination, an unbreakable core that still shines in the eyes of a bloodied, tattered goddess.
Most men crack in the face of that realization.
I can see why it would appeal to you.
You do so like a challenge.