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“Yeah, so it happens we all happen to be fools.” She chuckled, and it was both true and not. Many chose to enter despite the barrier, some entered because of it. Euterpe herself had the pleasure of calling San Francisco her home before it went up. “Well if anyone has an eye for art, it’s you.” She teased him. “My specialties lay more in music.”
“I’m just.. extra talented, I guess?” Apollo shot her a bright smile. “You know I lean more towards music than the other arts. There’s just something about it that captures the soul.” He looked back at the painting. “I’ll paint for you some day.” That was a promise.















