Divinely Disheveled: Apollo & Cassandra's Love Story

The sharp turn, gravel imbedding into my skin, my head...spinning... Then she appears, hovering above me... Is she an angel... the sight of her comforts and intrigues me... until darkness devours.



Cassandra



Intoxicating aromas, tantalizing sea air and the striking vengeance of another vision...

Who is this divinely sun kissed Adonis I'm seeing... Surrounded by two blonde barbies, yet he raises his glass in a salute to me.

Regaining my external focus, I scoff at the absurdity of that alternative reality.

The only loves in my life are medical research and my 'Doctors of the World' volunteer work.

Besides, I'm on my way to study at Oxford soon. I don't have time to waste on trivial love.

Apollo

I felt it happen, in the blink of an eye... Accelerated pedaling as I round the abrupt turn, my bike slides out from under me

Who is this extraordinary beauty, come to my rescue... Absolutely no uneasiness, even responds as though she'd done this many times before.

I fight against excruciating pain to stay conscious. Breathing feels nearly impossible. Where is all the pressure coming from? Darkness now... only darkness.

Infatuation should be enough to light a flame or two of passion but... NOPE not with these two!

Looks like it's going to take a bit of divine intervention to get past this disheveled mess.