An innocent sprang from the southern forest; It was said that a dry sprig would bloom in her hands.“Who is this that commands nature?” Cyrus asked his servant. “She is Penelope, daughter of the spring,” Caiis replied. “Bring her to me, as I wish to behold her splendor.”
 It came to pass that Caiis presented her before the King.“Where did this ugly child spring from?” he asked, finding a girl with mottled black hair,an eerie green sheen and skin dry like the soil. “Nobody knows,” Caiis replied. “How could such a child be the daughter of Spring?” Cyrus asked. “She is an evil imposter. Cast her back into the forest.”
 The King’s guard whipped and discarded her in the ancient Forest of the Downs, where she wept bitterly. Caiis had promised her the reverence of the King and marriage although she was not yet of age.
 As Hahn walked the forest perverting the hearts of man, he spied the girl crying a river of tears. “Who are you girl, and what has hurt you?”
 “I am Penelope, daughter of the Spring,” she replied, “and I was cast out into the forest by Cyrus in spite of his promise of marriage and riches.”
 Hahn laughed and raped her. “You shall be mine instead, and I will grant you dominion over plants and animals. Where you once created life, you can now quench it, just the same. Any who touches you may wither and die, according to your whim. So it shall be.”
 Penelope spent seven summers in Hahn’s lair while the land parched. In that time, she grew strong and beautiful. She took it to her heart that on her sixteenth birthday, she would seek out Caiis and seduce him. In his bed, he withered and returned to dust. His soul watered the Earth bringing forth a new spring, as what is taken must be given back.
Judicus, vss. 1-7, The Book of Cyrus