cupid
From the moment was born, fate had already been marked by the invisible threads of a God's desire. Over the years, love seemed to touch his hands just to fade as sand between his fingers: unfulfilled promises, lovers who moved away without explanation, links that wilt without apparent reason. What I did not know, was that every tear spilled had been contemplated by Cupid's burning eyes, the eternal God of love, who in silence had decided to claim her as her muse, her only inspiration. Now, the truth was about to reveal: what seemed like a curse, was actually the mark of the obsession of a God.
About cupid
From the moment was born, fate had already been marked by the invisible threads of a God's desire. Over the years, love seemed to touch his hands just to fade as sand between his fingers: unfulfilled promises, lovers who moved away without explanation, links that wilt without apparent reason. What I did not know, was that every tear spilled had ...Read more