I had one idea, which branched into two stories. The first is to be considered my entry, the second is just an incomplete 'echo' which I'll post for the hell of it (And the conclusion is way too predictable, ran myself into a dead end):
Narcissus Sees the Light-Echo: A Love Story
I have a tale to tell! There was once a certain Light Echo, a mountain nymph whose mountain that Zeus regularly visited, because it was this particular mountain that had the most beautiful mountain nymphs of all the mountains in Greece. And so he charmed one of these nymphs, who is our friend Light Echo, into distracting his wife, Hera, while he enjoyed himself with Light Echo's sisters. You may have already heard this story. But wait just a little longer.
Light Echo distracted Hera by dressing up as a Goddess of some unoccupied field. This day she would be Gan, Goddess of Shells. That day, she was Mernae, Goddess of Grit. And she would dress the part and act so convincingly that even the paranoid Hera was fooled. But one day she described herself as the Goddess of Love, and this was in fact a field filled by another God, that alas! Hera discovered Zeus's deception and caught him enjoying himself with a beautiful mountain nymph!
And as we have come to expect from Hera, the goddess of women and marriage, she became wrathful, and her anger was felt from the summit of Mount Olympus to the depths of the Underworld, where Hades nudged Persephone and advised her to take tips, because the queen of the heavens should not be outdoing the queen of the underworld in ferocity. As for poor Light Echo, Hera placed a terrible curse on her, the effects of which we will find out in a moment.
It was in a forest where Light Echo met her fate, in the form of a young man named Asphodel, who was hunting, as young men often do. Asphodel was known by his neighbours as the ugliest man alive, and oh! If you could hear what they said about the poor boy --Things like "Asphodel looks like the son of Haphaestus and a rock!" Asphoedel was aware of his alleged ugliness, but had not seen himself, and it through Hera's ccurs where he found this opportunity, for when he looked at Light Echo, instead of seeing
the soft and delicate features of the mountain nymph, he saw himself!
"My neighbours are right! You are terribly ugly," he said to what he thought was his reflection. "You are the ugliest thing I have ever set eyes on, uglier than a squashed Titan!"
Oh Hera, you are so wicked for placing such a terrible curse on poor Light Echo -- how will she ever find love when opposites attract, and poor Light Echo will never look like any man's opposite! Light Echo, unaware of the true effects of the curse, thought that Hera must have made her ugly, and thought that Asphodel was hurling insults at her. And he innocently kept up the barrage of cruel remarks until Light Echo was nothing but a quivering wreck, and decided to end it all by throwing herself on to a sharp rock!
And when Light Echo breathed her last breath, in a different realm a certain Narcissus breathed his, upon realising that his new love was his reflection. But in fact, Narcissus was looking at Asphodel, whom he thought was the most handsome man in the world, and Asphodel was looking at Narcissus, whom he thought was the most ugly man in the world.
But let us return to Light Echo, whose fate extended beyond the rock upon which she threw herself upon.
Hera may be cruel, but we should commend her for being so precise, because even when Light Echo settled in the underworld, the curse was still with her, and Light Echo was left without a voice because Asphodel's insults left her speechless. Light Echo came across Charon, that ferryman of the Styx. When Charon saw Light Echo, he was filled with happiness, and said,
"My own time has come! Now that the new ferryman has arrived, I can spend the rest of eternity spending the massive fortune that I have made!."
And then stepped in the boat, handed her the oars, and ordered her to row.
Light Echo, thinking that this was some kind of trial, obeyed Charon, and rowed and rowed till her arms felt like decaying fruit, and you must remember that the arms of mountain nymphs are small and dainty and used for twirling around and beckoning to hungry Gods, and those heavy oars were not suited to her. After what seemed like eternity of rowing across the Styx, she reached the Underworld, and Charon bid his farewells, and told her to continue his legacy. And then poor Light Echo had to row all the way back to ferry the next passenger.
Her first passenger was a woman, who saw her, and said,
"Oh, Agata! The Gods have been merciful, allowing we twin sisters to unite as we once did in my mother's womb, and before that evil and cruel man Isidore waded in between us and tore us apart with his promises of love and children. That demon destroyed us both and seeing you here, on this boat, shows that we are destined to be united. Let us reconcile, and face Hades together."
Light Echo could not say anything or do anything except look like a reflection (And to the woman who saw her own reflection and thought Light Echo was her twin sister, the oars were rowing the boat themselves of their own accord)
"Please, Agata, you must reply. I have lost my children and our father, and I could not bear being without my sister! I beg you."
But Light Echo did not reply, and the woman uttered a cry and jumped into the River Styx.
The distraught Light Echo rowed the boat back to pick up her next passenger, and at the edge of the river stood the soul of a man man, who, judging by his stature and aura, was a hero. And she was right -- he was the great Oclepeus, who was sent on a mission by Aclophes, his tale is not worth relating because it is terribly similar to Heracles's, who will never be surpassed! But perhaps the hero's arrival meant that the ropes binding poor Light Echo to her wheel of misfortune would be cut? I am sorry to say but that is not what happened, because when Oclepeus saw Light Echo in the boat, he saw himself and shouted:
"Begone, evil doppleganger!" And he dragged her out of the boat onto the surface and began to strike her with his ghostly fists. Oh, if you were there to see it, to watch a frail little mountain nymph being ravished by a such a big, burly warrior, and not in the lusty way that Zeus once ravished Light Echo's peers! But he realised that Light Echo was not fighting back and did not make a noise, and so he jumped off her and said,
"Ah, the fool that I am! I approached this final ideal in the underworld in, slashing and thrusting this image as if it was a common troll, unaware of the fact that I am near the Underworld, where trickery is the air and deception is the earth, and vice versa! I realise now that if I slay you, I will slay myself, thus become a tragic hero who was so rash and eager that he did not know when to sheath his sword a. I refuse to attack you!"
And at that moment, Pan appeared and said:
"Well done, young Oclepeus. You have completed the final ordeal proved yourself valourous and mighty, and you shall receive your reward."
In fact, before this took place, Pan did not have his final ordeal ready and was agonising over what it should be, until he heard of Light Echo's misfortune and decided to take advantage of it. A maiden appeared and embraced Oclephus, and the they disappeared, along with Pan, leaving Light Echo to suffer.
Light Echo would rather die, but she was already dead! She leapt into the Styx, hoping that her soul would cease to exist, when a hand pulled her out. When she came to, she saw the face of Asphodel, who she imagined came down to the underworld to rescue her.
"Is my face deceiving me, or is this the very image that teased me from the depths of the waters in my previous life, that would not return my love. Am I to be tortured with the object of my desire for eternity in this cruel underworld?" said Asphodel, who, as you may have guessed, was not Asphodel, but Narcissus, who was Asphodel's reflection.
And he reached out to touch Light Echo, and when he felt her said:
"Oh! I feel flesh." And embraced her, thinking he was embracing himself, and Light Echo fell in love with who she thought was Asphodel saving her, not realising that this man was in fact Narcissus, who as we said earlier, was Asphodel's reflection, who was known to be as handsome as Asphodel was known to be ugly.
And they rode down the River Styx, Narcissus and (Light Echo), finally united.
Handsome and Harmonic Euphones (Incomplete)
There once was a man called Euphones, who felt that he had the most beautiful face and voice in the land, every day he would sit on the same spot near the river and admire his reflection and sing to it. Afterwards, he would go into the nearby tavern to quench his first, and entertain the people.
"Good morning, my good people," said Euphones.
And because the people in the tavern found Euphones hysterical and liked to entertain
him as much as he entertained them, they cried, "Euphones the Splendid!" And the men held up their cups and the ladies swooned.
And then Euphones sang, and bowed to the round of applause that followed, had a drink, left the tavern, which filled with laughter.
And one of them, an honest and clever man named Aenys, said,
"Euphones's delusion has certainly been entertaining, but as his friends we must tell him the truth, before Nemesis gets to him.
They all calmed down and agreed, and when Euphones came in the next day, Aenys held out his hand, and stopped, and said,
"Please, Euphones, do not sing! You have the voice of an elderly siren -- it sounds so bad that you would drown yourself anyway!"
And they hurled insults like these at poor Euphones -- not to be malicious, but to snap Euphones out of his delusion.
But Euphones was so confident in himself that the insults did not affect him, and so he said,
"Lies! When I look into my reflection I see a beautiful man, and when I sing I hear a sad maiden, and if you are by any chance taken back by the paradox of my male appearance and beautiful voice, remember that androgony is considered the ultimate beauty, beyond the boundaries of what mere mortals consider beautiful!"
This last statement annoyed Aenys, and he led Euphones to a mirror in the back and said
"Do you really think this is beauty?"
And Euphones saw his face for what it was, ugly and twisted covered with warts, and he rushed out of the tavern to the spot by the river ad looked at his reflection, and when he saw that it was beautiful, he said to Aenys, who had followed him:
"Oh, Aenys, you trickster! Showing me my reflection through a enchanted mirror. No doubt, if Apollo looked through it, he would look like Hephaestus, or if Aphrodite looked through it, she would look like Medusa!"
Then Aenys let loose a long, heavy sigh and was about to give up, when he saw that Euphones's reflection in the river was indeed handsome.
Aenys looked at the reflection himself, when the handsome.
"I certainly know that I am not as handsome as this, despite what my wife says. By Zeus, Euphones, this water is enchanted!"
And then he told Euphones to change places with him, and when he stood in Euphones's position, the handsome reflection appeared again. And they exchanged places again, and Euphones discovered the truth about himself. He was filled with sadness but it was short lived, because he thought even if he was ugly, he still had his voice, and he could wear a mask and pretend to be an elusive nymph. He began to sing:
Oh, my face may be covered with warts -- brimming with pus
But my voice is still as delicate as the petals of a Narcissus!
And when he sung this, it came out beautifully, and the clever Aenys was going to shatter Euphoes's illusion completely by telling him that it was an echo, when the phantom reflection blinked and said,
"Begone, mountain nymph! Stop calling my name! I am not interested in your advances!"
And the when this happened, Aenys realised that it was not simply an echo, but it was the Echo, and that the phantom reflection was surely the imprint of Narcissus that his grandfather had said once existed a very long time ago. He had disliked the story of Echo and Narcissus because of its unhappy end.
The Reflection of Narcissus, seeing the ugly face of Euphones staring at him and said,
"Alas! I have turned ugly!"
And so Aenys whispered to Euphones:
"Stay here, pretending to be Narcissus because even if you are neither handsome or a good singer, here lies an opportunity to become famous than you ever would have been had you had those qualities!"
And the Reflection of Narcissus said:
"I did not hear you! Speak to me, not my reflection!
Then Aenys said to the Reflection of Narcissus:
"Forgive my foolishness. I said that you have been turned so ugly because you have shunned poor Echo, and as a lesson, the gods have made you grotesque."
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