When Arrows Fly
I have watched it all, how the arrow vanishes with the haze, fading into darkness as I slowly lose my consciousness.
“This arrow is enchanted. Once used, it will return to me until I give it to someone and wait for it to zoom back.” I sat, breathless. I couldn’t take my eyes off the arrow. The part where I pierced my chest smarted, as though I had just pierced it on my chest. “When Cupid, the original cupid – Eros as I call him – had once roamed the earth and fell in love with a human named Psyche, I was shocked; I did not expect that, all the other gods did not. They are so in love but Aphrodite despised her. I was there when this arrow pierced her heart, her soul floated across the room an
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