for angie: lito picspam - salma hayek as galatea, sculpted by her lover pygmalion and brought to life by aphrodite
It had been the first time he’d dreamed since coming to this place. She had been in a field of red and white flowers, wearing the gold robes he had draped her with when she was little more than an exquisite statue. Her raven hair was loose and wild in the wind, her eyes sparkled with laughter. She was calling his name, and the sun turned her skin into a burnished copper.