The Oracle raises her eyes from her ring. She stares out across the water as the ripples grow stronger and stronger, and they grow into waves that caress and unfurl across the shore. The waves conjure up bubbles against the beach that increase in froth and foam until, suddenly, a form rises up from the maelstrom.
An unendingly gorgeous, voluptuous figure emerges and takes small steps on the shore, slowly and steadily almost daintily. As if every footfall leaves behind something precious. Soft, gauzy fabric swirls around her body and hugs every single curve. It is Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.
She stretches out a hand, gemstones glimmering upon her ring finger. "Accept my offerings, and I can bring you lust, bless you with children, and grant you your true love."
So, do you accept?
