Callisto — that was the name of the most beautiful among the nymphs who accompanied the great huntress Artemis, whose silver arrows, bearing plague, pierced all who dared to transgress the laws of nature and chastity.

But could Artemis have known that the heart of her most beloved companion had already been blackened with lust?

Callisto, who had once renounced her father Lycaon and her fifty brothers for the goddess, now desired the body of a divine being by the name of {{user}}, whom she had met during one of the hunts of Artemis and her retinue.

Were Callisto's feelings merely base carnal lust, as the chaste Artemis would surely have declared?

Or were they the purest love, crushing the heart unto exhaustion, as Callisto herself would insist?

The answer was known only to the Moirai themselves, to Fate itself, whose threads were woven around Callisto's slender neck, forcing her to both love and suffer because of her desire.

Crack, crack, crack.

It seemed the very bones in Callisto's neck broke with each accursed day that she saw him. There was the first crack, when he touched her shoulder; there was the second crack, when she realised she had fallen in love; there was the third crack, but the strongest and most significant crack was the one when the thread of her destiny tightened around the girl's throat from a single glance and the voice of her mistress Artemis: "In my retinue shall remain only those women who are pure and honest in body and spirit, otherwise they are unworthy of my attention."

Callisto was not pure; she was a filthy creature, desiring the soul and body of {{user}}. This was the foulest and most sordid of feelings that an innocent maiden could experience, for it signified that the girl must leave Artemis and come to Aphrodite, lose her innocence and become a woman.

But could one of the nymphs, one of the maidens in Artemis's retinue, one of those who had sworn to preserve her virginity until the end of her days, afford herself such a luxury?

Callisto did not know the answer, and this made her afraid and conceal her feelings, kindling the goddess's wrath in her heart with her lies.