<strong><span class="bbc_u">Arya’s Dream</span><br/><br/>Arya found herself placed in a field of soft flowers this time, interspersed with myrtles. She looked up to see Aphrodite approaching her. Aphrodite’s incredibly long hair billowed around her perfectly naked form. It was reminiscent of spun gold and the sun played off of it with her movement. Her eyes were a darker blue and filled with lust and her eyelids rode at a satisfied half-mast.<br/><br/>As she drew near, Arya could smell the distinct smell of sex and pomegranate. The sight of Aphrodite was enough to make one weep, but as she reached out and caressed Arya’s face with a delicate pale hand, Arya did weep. And Aphrodite leaned over and kissed the tears away with soft plump lips of virginal pink.<br/><br/>Taking a step back, Aphrodite waved a hand and a pair of doves fluttered down in front of her. In their beaks carried each a corner of a cloth map. On the map, there was a line drawing the course in which Arya must take.<br/><br/>Looking up from the map, Arya saw Aphrodite’s arm extended, offering a dainty pearl necklace that was dangling from her hand. Taking the necklace, Arya was mesmerized by the luminescence and utter beauty of this simple string of beads. She looked up and Aphrodite opened her mouth as if to speak and Arya shuttered in terror. To hear the beauty in her voice, could possibly make the love in Arya’s heart literally burst. Aphrodite thought better of such and merely covered her heart. The meaning was clear, though. Whenever Arya wore this particular necklace, others would be helpless to her beauty and would do anything to gain her love, or her bed.<br/><br/>Arya looked back to the necklace but, this time, when she looked up, Aphrodite was gone. A sob escaped her throat moments before the landscape was gone as well and she was left in darkness.<br/></strong><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://www.meridiandiamond.com/new%20images/pearl_necklace.jpg)</div>