triquetra_muse (triquetra_muse) wrote in wanna_rp, @ 2009-08-14 16:15:00 |
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A coastal city on the shore of the Mediterranean's gleaming, turquoise and tempest waves, she is arguably much older than Rome's fabled founders Romulus and Remus; far more steeped in traditions that beat like a heart's torrid rhythm, pounding out every step to a forbidden dance of desire. She is Pompeii. And she is an all-devouring Mistress. Mother to all form of satyr and nymph, where the wine flows free and the Dance of Syrtos never ends. --- excerpt --- I met an Artist the other day while browsing the seedy shops and local flavor of the Marina Road on the waterfront of the Bay of Naples. He introduced himself to me as Svettio. He is, like most of his kind, a pauper, working for handouts and bits of coin. Yet he is unlike the others in that I sense in him a communal flame that burns by the fire of the Muses, and like me, he is driven. |
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