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25 February 2010 @ 05:13 pm
Par Amour | Chapter One: Cupid's Request  
Cupid's Request

The clouds glistened with the sun's rays, almost blinding to the eye. Cupid lay upon the clouds, eyes closed. His hard-bodied chest rose with each breath and his soft, golden hair shone in the sunlight.

"It seems as though humans have lost the true meaning of love," he thought aloud to no one in particular.

For the past millennia or so, humanity's belief in the gods and goddesses had faded, almost to nonexistence. This fall in faith made the deities feel useless and unwanted; many contemplated death.

The awesome god of love, Cupid, however, felt that he should use his divine powers to do something. Anything. (A part of him also wanted to be entertained).

Ordinarily, he would shoot an arrow into somebody's back and they would fall instantly 'in love' with the person before them. This, Cupid soon realised, only caused passionate infatuation and often led to pain and misery.

However, being the god of love, he could easily force humans to love truly and wholly with whomever he desired. Even so, Cupid could never bring himself to do it.

Now, after many years of careful thinking, endless hours of study and research, Cupid was going to put a plan into action.

This plan would be unlike any other.

He stood up and called Mercury, messenger of the gods.

"Mercury," he began, producing two umber-coloured envelopes from thin air into his right hand as the other appeared in front of him.

The addresses written on the envelopes were in cursive, slanted writing, almost illegible (to a human, that is). The flap was sealed with some red wax that was stamped with an unusual emblem: two arrows were piercing the centre of a love heart in the shape of an 'x'.

Cupid held out the envelopes. "I want you to deliver these."

Mercury glanced at them, his face incomprehensible, but his mind filled with curiosity. Deities generally sent messages to each other in the form of scrolls, not envelopes. He nodded and took them. "As you wish."

Effortlessly, he leapt into the air before soaring away, his winged sandals flapping rapidly, making a vibrating buzzing sound. The messenger glanced behind his shoulder at where he left the love god. Cupid had resumed his afternoon nap.

Mercury looked briefly at the address on the recipient side of one of the envelopes.

"This is a human address..." he murmured, his suspicions confirmed.

With one more look behind his shoulder, Mercury dove down into the white, cotton-like sea.
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