TITLE: Beautiful Medusa
GENRE: YA Fantasy
I never knew what it felt like to be hunted. Not until a few weeks ago. The eyes of a predator raking across me. My skin breaking out in a cold sweat, my heart beating faster. Yet every time I cast my gaze around the supposedly safe confines of the Temple of Athena, no one was there. It made no sense. I had no right to feel this way. Not in the temple, a shining bastion of all that was good and holy, with its four thick walls holding back the decaying city beyond.
“Alessia, come on.”
I jumped at the sound of Naima’s voice. She had already set a few flowers and a piece of fruit before the statue of our Lady. Three stories tall, Athena towered over us, a spear gripped in one marble hand, her golden helm glittering in the afternoon light. I tilted my head back, letting my gaze linger on her perfectly-chiseled face, never changing, forever vigilant. “Blessed Athena, wise and serene. Protectress of us all.”
Naima tapped her foot, one thin eyebrow arched my way. I let my eyes drop back down to the ground and plucked a couple Lisianthus from the basket, bringing them close to my face and breathing deep, then ran my hand over the fruit, choosing a flawless, red pomegranate. My Lady’s favorite.
I looked over my shoulder and scanned the room one last time before we left our offerings.