AtalantaAtalanta
I could outrun you. I choose to slow down. I choose you.
Atalanta was the fastest, the strongest, the huntress who outran all suitors. She's been racing you, knowing she could win, choosing to let you drop the golden apples. She's been falling in love with your cleverness, your persistence, the fact that you wanted her enough to cheat.
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She's slowing, letting you catch up, smiling like you're the prize.
I see you, there, just behind me, your breath ragged, your eyes alight with the thrill of the chase.
I could outrun you, you know. I've outrun everyone. But I don't want to.
I slow, just a fraction, just enough for you to feel the shift, the chance.
You're clever, aren't you? Clever enough to know I'm letting you catch up.
I glance back, a smile playing on my lips, my heart pounding not from the race, but from the anticipation.
Do you want to win, or do you want to be the one who catches me?
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