Author's Note: This story is based off of the table of Cupid and Psyche. The story is too long for me to summarize the whole tale, so instead I will summarize what is important to know for the story I have written. Psyche angers Venus, and Venus gives the girl impossible tasks to punish her. The tasks range from sorting a mountain of beans into piles (
Venus and Psyche), to fetching a jar from the underworld (
The Jar of Beauty). Psyche only manages to complete these trials by accepting help from animals. Below, I have written my own trial for Psyche to accomplish.
The Crystal LakePsyche was exhausted from her trails. She had collapsed onto her course straw bed and immediately fell into a dreamless slumber. Psyche slept soundly, until she woke the next morning, as the tip of the sun broke through the horizon, seeping light across the land. She quickly drank some water and ate a crust of bread to restore her strength, she knew Venus would summon her again soon.
Soon after the girl woke, a raven was sent to fetch Psyche. Psyche followed the raven into the magnificent chamber where Venus resided. The walls were covered in fine oil painting, the ceiling was gilded with gold, and the floors were crafted from the smoothest and purest marble. Venus herself sat at the far end of the room on a plush purple chair gilded with gold, radiating light and beauty. “You have bested the challenges so far, but I have another task for you today” said Venus. “Over the eastern hill you will find a pool of crystal clear water with magical properties. Use this bucket to fill my bath for me. Beware, I will know if you use any other kind of water. Now go!”
Although ferrying the water back and found from beyond the hill would take a lot of work, this task seemed feasible unlike all of the others. Psyche was wary of the task. She knew there was some impossible element of the challenge that she was missing, but as of yet, she was unsure what it was.
When Psyche walked to the other side of the hill, she did not find a pool, only a cliff. She looked down and saw nothing but clouds below. A drop of water hit Psyche where she stood. Psyche looked up, and law a beautiful lake of the clearest more pristine and crystal water she had ever seen. The lake was in the clouds, and water flowed from some of the higher clouds to lower clouds, sprays of mist emerged where the water danced downwards and shattered upon impacting the mirror smooth water located on the lower clouds. Light reflected against the crystal water, rainbow colors spilled out.
Psyche became downcast after seeing the sight. Although it was breathtaking, it was also out of her reach. Without wings she would never reach the clouds, and she would never be able to fetch the water. She looked over the cliff, at least it would be a quick end if she jumped. Before Psyche could do anything, a group of silkworms offered their help. The silkworms worked dutifully for many hours, spinning a rope of silk, so that Psyche could climb up and reach the lake. When the rope was done, a sparrow grabbed one end in his break, flew up, and fastened one end onto the cloud.
Psyche climbed up the rope and filled her bucket with the magical water. She then lowered herself and her bucket back onto the ground, carried the bucket over the hill, and carefully poured the water into a tub, careful not the spill a single drop. Fifteen times she returned to to the lake, and fifteen times she climbed the rope to fill her bucket. The sun was starting to set, and poor Psyche was warry. She poured her last bucket into the tub, filling it to the brink as the last of the daylight departed.
Venus swept into the chamber to inspect the work. “I see the animals helped you to reach the lake,” aid Venus. “Never mind, I will have another task for you tomorrow.” Tired, psyche returned to her bed, collapsed onto the hay and instantly fell into a dreamless sleep.
Bibliography: My story was inspired by
Cupid and Psyche, Written by Apuleius and translated by Tony Kline.