Tag: storytelling

  • Persephone & Hades ~ Re-telling their myth with images

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    Dark Twin Flames.

    Re-telling their myth

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    BY Eve lovestar

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  • Siren Chants – Her Chant Charms. Chapter 1. Creation Myth: Aphrodite

    Dear Lovestar,

    This poem inspired the creation myth for my Siren Chants story.

    I changed the myth, in the final product, Aphrodite is an energy, a singing foam with consciousness and intention, rather than a goddess on a throne. I still love this original inspiration and I will keep it forever.

    I might redesign the story to look like the original one.

    Here is the excerpt of chapter 1

    Siren Chants ~ Her Chant Charms

    Aphrodite’s Daughter

    The Origin Story of a Captive Siren by Eve Lovestar

    In the beginning, there was a rock.

    This was an alternate world,

    set back in a time so ancient

    that time itself had not been invented yet.

    Nothing was on it,

    There was nothing except a mindless, silent rock.

    On this rock, there was only a great, aching need for love.

    Love is a great creator.

    This world lacked animals and vegetation.

    Thus, it lacked the growth that love brings.

    But there was potential. Potential grew and became infinite.

    Where the need for love meets infinite potential,

    mystery and magic are born.

    From this fertile absence, a blue foam emerged.

    It simply existed

    for what we might call an eternity,

    though no time ticked in that place.

    The foam began small

    but grew vast and thick

    until it covered the entire rock.

    And this foam was magic.

    From the foam came sound.

    Not loud, not sharp,

    but the tiniest whisper of transformation.

    Love gave birth to sound.

    Sound gave shape to love.

    This sound became another layer of the foam,

    a foam of music.

    And from this musical foam,

    all things on that rock would be created.

    This foam, which I have named Aphrodite,

    grew stronger over eternities,

    until it developed a consciousness.

    The first of its kind.

    It stretched across the land,

    created blue skies, humid winds, and wet earth.

    And as it deepened in self-awareness,

    it developed one thing: intention.

    It decided to create.

    And with that decision, Aphrodite became

    a power, a force, a presence,

    without a body, but full of divine magic.

    She created flowers and beasts,

    enchanted sounds and sacred objects,

    spells and rhythms and movement.

    And yet, it all became too much.

    She was everywhere

    and nowhere.

    She needed a form to hold the power,

    to protect the love,

    to shape the magic.

    So she manifested a daughter.

    A being to hold her legacy.

    To walk in form.

    To protect, create, and sing magic.

    A siren.

    Immortal, beautiful, powerful,

    more than any physical being on Earth.

    And so, after much preparation,

    a baby siren was born.

    Tiny and breathtaking.

    She had a glimmering purple tail,

    with shimmers and pearls embedded in her scales,

    scales like living treasure.

    Her beauty was unlike anything known in the human world.

    She was celestial, enchanted, alive.

    And when she was born,

    the most beautiful song was sung into existence.

    Cradled in her mother’s music the baby was born.

    Aphrodite manifested within the foam a sacred place:

    Aphrodite’s Cave.

    A cave of magic and memory,

    filled with ancient water,

    a mysterious arroyo,

    and all of Aphrodite’s tools.

    Within the cave was infinite possibility.

    The cave echoed with music.

    It danced with sound.

    And in it, Aphrodite placed

    her deepest knowledge and power.

    She gave the siren a library,

    but not like ours,

    a library of pearls and glowing stones,

    each carrying wisdom, memory, and magic.

    This was to be the siren’s task:

    to protect the magic,

    to create beauty,

    to learn and preserve

    the sacred knowledge of the realm.

    But this is only the beginning.

    For the siren, though born of magic and love,

    will one day be chained.

    She will be captured,

    imprisoned by those who fear her power.

    Her wrists bound to cold iron.

    Her song silenced.

    Her freedom stolen.

    But only for a time.

    For she is no ordinary mermaid.

    She is the siren of Love,

    and she was born to be powerful.

    To break her chains.

    To sing again.

    To fall in love,

    and reclaim her voice.

    (…)

    Excerpt of Siren Chants

    The story is developing, and details will change as needed

    Follow the story on Tiktok Goddesses and Sirens by Eve Lovestar

    Facebook page for only siren and mermaid content

    and X @evelovestar #SirenChants

    Eve Lovestar (Eve Sanchez)

    2025

    If you copy this, you are lame! Instead of copying it, let’s talk about your creativity and exercise it until it flourishes, or talk to Aphrodite, she inspired several of my stories.

    I can help with writing tips and tricks.

    Eve

  • Siren Chants ~ Her Chant Charms ~ Aphrodite’s Daughter

    The Origin Story of a Captive Siren by Eve Lovestar

    In the beginning, there was a rock.
    This was an alternate world,
    set back in a time so ancient
    that time itself had not been invented yet.

    Nothing was on it,
    There was nothing except a mindless, silent rock.

    On this rock, there was only a great, aching need for love.

    Love is a great creator.
    This world lacked animals and vegetation.
    Thus, it lacked the growth that love brings.

    But there was potential. Potential grew and became infinite.

    Where the need for love meets infinite potential,
    mystery and magic are born.

    From this fertile absence, a blue foam emerged.
    It simply existed
    for what we might call an eternity,
    though no time ticked in that place.

    The foam began small
    but grew vast and thick
    until it covered the entire rock.

    And this foam was magic.

    From the foam came sound.

    Not loud, not sharp,
    but the tiniest whisper of transformation.

    Love gave birth to sound.
    Sound gave shape to love.

    This sound became another layer of the foam,
    a foam of music.

    And from this musical foam,
    all things on that rock would be created.

    This foam, which I have named Aphrodite,
    grew stronger over eternities,
    until it developed a consciousness.

    The first of its kind.

    It stretched across the land,
    created blue skies, humid winds, and wet earth.
    And as it deepened in self-awareness,
    it developed one thing: intention.

    It decided to create.
    And with that decision, Aphrodite became
    a power, a force, a presence,
    without a body, but full of divine magic.

    She created flowers and beasts,
    enchanted sounds and sacred objects,
    spells and rhythms and movement.

    And yet, it all became too much.

    She was everywhere
    and nowhere.
    She needed a form to hold the power,
    to protect the love,
    to shape the magic.

    So she manifested a daughter.

    A being to hold her legacy.
    To walk in form.
    To protect, create, and sing magic.

    A siren.

    Immortal, beautiful, powerful,
    more than any physical being on Earth.

    And so, after much preparation,
    a baby siren was born.

    Tiny and breathtaking.

    She had a glimmering purple tail,
    with shimmers and pearls embedded in her scales,
    scales like living treasure.

    Her beauty was unlike anything known in the human world.
    She was celestial, enchanted, alive.

    And when she was born,
    the most beautiful song was sung into existence.

    Cradled in her mother’s music the baby was born.
    Aphrodite manifested within the foam a sacred place:

    Aphrodite’s Cave.

    A cave of magic and memory,
    filled with ancient water,
    a mysterious arroyo,
    and all of Aphrodite’s tools.

    Within the cave was infinite possibility.

    The cave echoed with music.
    It danced with sound.
    And in it, Aphrodite placed
    her deepest knowledge and power.

    She gave the siren a library,
    but not like ours,
    a library of pearls and glowing stones,
    each carrying wisdom, memory, and magic.

    This was to be the siren’s task:
    to protect the magic,
    to create beauty,
    to learn and preserve
    the sacred knowledge of the realm.

    But this is only the beginning.

    For the siren, though born of magic and love,
    will one day be chained.

    She will be captured,
    imprisoned by those who fear her power.

    Her wrists bound to cold iron.
    Her song silenced.
    Her freedom stolen.

    But only for a time.

    For she is no ordinary mermaid.
    She is the siren of Love,
    and she was born to be powerful.

    To break her chains.
    To sing again.
    To fall in love,
    and reclaim her voice.

    (…)

    Excerpt of Siren Chants

    The story is developing, and details will change as needed

    Follow the story on Tiktok Goddesses and Sirens by Eve Lovestar

    Facebook (20+) Facebook

    and X @evelovestar #SirenChants

    Download the free PDF and follow Siren Chants on Facebook

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    https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1PamtAdkNz

    Eve Lovestar (Eve Sanchez)

    2025

  • How Aphrodite Caused the Trojan War ~ Myth storytelling

    I told this ancient myth in my own words; however, this is the actual myth of the start of the Trojan war.

    Before I told the myth of the sunflower. I do focus on Love mystery as anyone reading this blog must know, however, if there is a myth you love, especially if a love myth, share it with me, I might love it, too.

    I have told this story in video and this long poem is intended for spoken word.

    Writing Siren Chants, my fantasy story featuring Aphrodite…

    Eve

  • Siren Chants – Her Chant Charms – Eve Lovestar’s Romantasy book update 1

    Siren Chants is the book I am writing about a captive siren and her story of revenge and Love. Today, I update you on my progress.

    I designed a cover design and used it to create a new profile pic and banner

    Aspiring Authors: All this designing took a few hours and apparently, the book cover is the most important thing.

    I had to finish it because as I talk about the story, I want to have the book cover to share. Also, I am inspired now. I might review it in the future.

    The back cover poem

    I wrote this poem as a promotional piece, but it turned out so perfect that I’ll be using it in the design of the book as in the back cover or first page.

    The Story: Poetic extravaganza references magic and personal power

    Below are bits of the story:

    With the wind on my side
    I swam the murderous tides
    To arrive at the cursed land
    Where the evil king resides.

    The story will be written in verse, of course. Writing prose is not as magical to me.

    These will be revised as they’re first drafts.

    The tide takes me under, depression takes hold
    the moon pulls my waters
    right out of my eyes.

    Brand New Developments

    The siren has a magic musical instrument and several magical artifacts.

    She can communicate with sea animals and works for her mother, Aphrodite.

    Weekly Updates: Follow as the story unfolds

    I will be doing weekly updates (at least). I also update more frequently on the book’s Facebook page and X.

    Support this story

    Follow the Facebook page for this story:

    https://www.facebook.com/share/1641aszYd7/

    On X, I do lives now, some of them having to do with the story, and I share poetry there first.

    https://twitter.com/EveLovestar

    I want to do live TikToks, and I am growing my following for this purpose, need a minimum of 1000.

    Authors

    Let’s connect to talk about story writing and book promotions.


    With Love, and light,

    And a tale that enchants,

    Eve