Photo by Nicole De Khors from Burst   (100 word challenge) Calypso. She dances in the salty wind, the sea swells beneath her feet. I fell in love with Calypso, the mistress of my soul. Yet darkness hid within her. She threw the wine glass at the hearth and it shattered. I watched as if it would magically dissolve into the black slate. “He raped me when I was ten,” she said. I took her hand. “I will never hurt you.” “You already have. Only a fool makes that promise.” “Then, I will hurt with you.” Reduced to a slow-rolling wave, she gently broke upon me. “I believe you.”