Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20180929224548/@comment-27147599-20180929224857

Psyche was in her garden and picked flowers quietly. She was hiding from worshippers as usual who somehow always came into the palace and she didn’t like that at all. She didn’t like attention in general.

Aphrodite scowled to herself, she turned to her son, Eros. “Eros! That.. mortal keeps stealing all my attention. Nobody is going to my temples anymore.” She growled. “Go shoot her with one of your arrows or something. Make sure she falls in love with a monster.”