The Winter Gift
There once was a young woman named Lucretia who didn't fit in well with the people of her village. She loved to wander the woods by herself and sing. She also had a tendency to talk to herself and she wasn't good at weaving or cooking or any of the other skills that were valued in a woman, so she was often called an oddity and people would treat her as such. She acted as if this didn't bother her but she could never shake the feeling of being alone and unloved. On one winter's day, Zeus was traveling though the skies when he heard a sweet, haunting sound. It was a woman singing.
"I must find the owner of that voice." He whispered enchanted.
Down into the woods he glided as a cloud of mist. He followed the voice to a tree where Lucretia sat. There he stayed, quietly listening to her sing of love and want. Then she stopped and sighed.
"Mother and father are right I guess. I will never find love. I could try and act like a normal girl but why should I loose myself for love."
Zeus was amus