The Girl from Pompeii

Synopsis ~ How shall I describe this? At the base of an angry mountain, something happened two-thousand years ago! But what occurred? A girl meets a boy. It's an ancient story. This particular story is about Aliaa, the girl from Pompeii, who fell in love with Justus, the boy from Herculaneum. But I beg you to remember, not all boy and girl meet-ups are precisely the same. Opposites attract. When the Pompeii girl and the Herculaneum boy met...
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Synopsis ~
How shall I describe this? At the base of an angry mountain, something happened two-thousand years ago! But what occurred?

A girl meets a boy. It's an ancient story. This particular story is about Aliaa, the girl from Pompeii, who fell in love with Justus, the boy from Herculaneum. But I beg you to remember, not all boy and girl meet-ups are precisely the same.

Opposites attract. When the Pompeii girl and the Herculaneum boy met for the first time, their opinions clashed, hers from a rich girl's perspective and his from the commoner's point of view. Ah, their sparks lit the night sky!

In the days following their initial encounter, their opposite curiosities for each other grew.

The girl purposely left her haughty social circles and predetermined marriage in Pompeii to visit the hardscrabble boatbuilder from Herculaneum. She dressed and talked as a daughter of the ruling rich, and her charm beguiled the boy from Herculaneum. Moreover, the boy's audacity fascinated the girl when he declared that his boats were the best that Patrician money could buy.

The boy designed and constructed fishing boats for a living. However, his optimism grew each time this beauty, whose auburn hair gleamed like polished copper, visited his quaint boatyard. She appeared to be shopping for one of his small vessels, evidenced by her actions and words. She was kind, thoughtful, and dainty, asking many questions. The youthful boat-maker wondered how such a feminine beauty could know and speak as if she knew anything of the sea.

Though the maiden of the Patrician class was born into a family of aristocracy, she, like a sinking ship, could quickly submerge into poverty. A disgruntled servant poisoned the entire household when the earth began to shake, using Twilight to sweeten the soup. But, Aliaa became ill before eating her soup. She ran to her room, where the sinister servant securely bound the girl to her bed.

Fortunately, the boy saw the wicked servants racing away - somewhere, anywhere, helter-skelter - to escape the raining hot ash. He managed to grab one of them. The servant's eyes were wide with fear. His whole body trembled. The young boat builder begged the servant to tell him where the rich man's daughter was. Threatened, the servant divulged the dreadful secret. Upon hearing of the evil plot, the boy fearfully looked toward the family's Pompeii villa. Behind him was the monstrous mountain belching red death.

It was a shame for such an inspirational mountain, its bright green foliage flourishing to its peak, to blow its proverbial top. But, Aliaa always contended, "I loved that mountain, so green and perfect."