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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Mother, I have some bad news.&amp;rdquo; I say as I fly to her side.&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; She asks tersely. I take a breath, I have to tell her.&amp;ldquo;I scratched myself with the arrow while looking at Psyche.&amp;rdquo; A moments pause, I hold my breath. Her eyes widen and I brace myself.&amp;ldquo;You.....</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt that someone came into my room through the window. I even thought I heard the click of the window and the thumb of feet but when I opened my eyes I saw nothing but a shimmer in the air that probably came from the moonlight.It's a Saturday and I have noth..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>I am Cupid, God of Passions. Son of Venus, Goddess of Love and Beauty. It is my duty to make the people of the world fall in love and marry. With my Golden Arrows I give Love, my Silver Arrows, Lust, and my Bronze Arrows, Hate. All these things are the passions I am known for.	My mother, Venus often..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One </title>
			<description>	I wake up in my bed, the day like any normal day. My dream was weird but I&amp;rsquo;m used to weird dreams. I throw the covers off and get up, picking out my outfit for the day, dark skinny jeans and a purple t-shirt, I don&amp;rsquo;t really care what I wear, I must be the only girl who thinks that. I he..</description>
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			<title>Cupid and Psyche, A Modern Retelling</title>
			<description>A Modern retelling of the classic story &quot;Cupid and Psyche&quot; Where Rome never fell, and everyone still worships the Roman gods.</description>
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