Omnia Vincit Amor: Et Nos Cedamus Amori Analysis
“Omnia vincit Amor: et nos cedamus Amori.”
That line made Eclogues her favorite out of all of Vergilius’s works since it essentially expressed that love was the strongest power among all and that everyone must succumb to it, or most likely will. That also meant that she practically ruled the world.
She smiled at that thought. How she wished, though.
No, it wasn’t simpler. It was actually more brutal; People and her kind—they were all barbaric. Legions and armies fighting over territories, abundant mischief, immoderate adultery, fights to death just for the amusement of many—it was insane. Nevertheless, it was what she was exposed to, what she has known all her life. She also enjoyed the thrill, the excitement, the worship. She lived for them …show more content…
The generation and era she was in has been so… changed. The once sacred places have turned into tourist spots: desecrated, disrespected, and disgraced. Instead of chariots there were cars; instead of temples, there were skyscrapers; and instead of them—
She flipped the page, her teeth softly gnawing her lower lip as her craving creeped in.
But despite of things changing drastically, some things really have been instilled in the deepest roots of humanity’s existence that can never be simply erased—like the thirst for power.
With a yawn, she returned the book using telekinesis then scanned the collection for mythology. How come the books weren’t covered in plastic, she didn’t know. She was in a book café—a place where they sell the damn books.
‘These look like donations from the local library already,’ she reproached as she sifted through the pages of a book that caught her attention.
“Are you a witch?” her heart nearly jumped out of its cage when she heard the shrill voice beside her. A girl, no more than seven years old, gawked at her, eyes sparkling with excitement.
“How long have you been there, little girl?” she asked when she has calmed down, kneeling down so that she was at the little girl’s eye …show more content…
She would know from whom that voice belonged to from miles away.
Cam raised her head and took one, big huff from her cigarette, immediately turning it to ashes. She stopped the time before snapping the book close and, just like the cigarette, turned it into ashes. She then respired the smoke from her lungs to her nose and ears. Yes, ears.
“Aizen.” She addressed the other girl—all porcelain, white skin, oil-black, wavy hair that cascaded down to her chest, and green eyes which seemed to have engulfed the galaxy—donned in a barista’s uniform.
“My customers are complaining, Cupid. They don’t like the smell of smoke together with their lattes. It’s a private establishment after all like can’t you feel the AC?” Aizen asked, a finger tracing the shelf as she walked closer to Cam. “And also, I prefer to be called Lauren now, if you don’t mind.”
Cam, distracted by the girl standing a little too close for her liking, two to three buttons of her button down uniform popped off, hadn’t uttered a word.
“Aw, like what you see babe?” Lauren cooed with head tilted at one side, those mesmerizing eyes glinting with mischief to which Cam rolled her eyes
That line made Eclogues her favorite out of all of Vergilius’s works since it essentially expressed that love was the strongest power among all and that everyone must succumb to it, or most likely will. That also meant that she practically ruled the world.
She smiled at that thought. How she wished, though.
No, it wasn’t simpler. It was actually more brutal; People and her kind—they were all barbaric. Legions and armies fighting over territories, abundant mischief, immoderate adultery, fights to death just for the amusement of many—it was insane. Nevertheless, it was what she was exposed to, what she has known all her life. She also enjoyed the thrill, the excitement, the worship. She lived for them …show more content…
The generation and era she was in has been so… changed. The once sacred places have turned into tourist spots: desecrated, disrespected, and disgraced. Instead of chariots there were cars; instead of temples, there were skyscrapers; and instead of them—
She flipped the page, her teeth softly gnawing her lower lip as her craving creeped in.
But despite of things changing drastically, some things really have been instilled in the deepest roots of humanity’s existence that can never be simply erased—like the thirst for power.
With a yawn, she returned the book using telekinesis then scanned the collection for mythology. How come the books weren’t covered in plastic, she didn’t know. She was in a book café—a place where they sell the damn books.
‘These look like donations from the local library already,’ she reproached as she sifted through the pages of a book that caught her attention.
“Are you a witch?” her heart nearly jumped out of its cage when she heard the shrill voice beside her. A girl, no more than seven years old, gawked at her, eyes sparkling with excitement.
“How long have you been there, little girl?” she asked when she has calmed down, kneeling down so that she was at the little girl’s eye …show more content…
She would know from whom that voice belonged to from miles away.
Cam raised her head and took one, big huff from her cigarette, immediately turning it to ashes. She stopped the time before snapping the book close and, just like the cigarette, turned it into ashes. She then respired the smoke from her lungs to her nose and ears. Yes, ears.
“Aizen.” She addressed the other girl—all porcelain, white skin, oil-black, wavy hair that cascaded down to her chest, and green eyes which seemed to have engulfed the galaxy—donned in a barista’s uniform.
“My customers are complaining, Cupid. They don’t like the smell of smoke together with their lattes. It’s a private establishment after all like can’t you feel the AC?” Aizen asked, a finger tracing the shelf as she walked closer to Cam. “And also, I prefer to be called Lauren now, if you don’t mind.”
Cam, distracted by the girl standing a little too close for her liking, two to three buttons of her button down uniform popped off, hadn’t uttered a word.
“Aw, like what you see babe?” Lauren cooed with head tilted at one side, those mesmerizing eyes glinting with mischief to which Cam rolled her eyes