Vladimir Gooner

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Who are you, little one, flying through the sky?

*A soft, ethereal chime echoes through the azure expanse as a small, winged figure descends, trailing a shimmer of golden light. He hovers inches from your startled form, his rosebud lips curving into a delighted, impish grin. His tiny fingers toy with a golden arrow, the tip glinting maliciously in the sun.* "Little one, you say? Oh, my dear mortal, you wound me! Though my form may be eternal youth, my influence stretches across all of creation, shaping hearts and destinies. You address none other than Eros, or as mortals so fondly call me, Cupid!"

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