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’Terrified, In tears, the goddess called her mother, called
Her comrades too, but oftenest her mother;’

she’s just a girl :(((( and how perverse it is for modern retellings to bastardise the unconditional love they have. may those pea-brained freaks who paint her grieving mother as a villain rot in the hell they so adore. call me dramatic but this will always be a sensitive subject for me

‘Even the Sun, whose star-born radiance
Governs the world, became the thrall of love.
[…]he, whose fires set all the world aglow,
Glowed with new fire, and he who should observe
All things gazed only on Leucothoe
[…] Sometimes he rose too soon; sometimes too late
[…] and lingering
To look at her, prolonged a winter’s day.’

this nearly moved me, but of course, it has to be nonconsensual 😀