Jan 20, 2016
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☪ ——— THE HUNTRESS KNELT ( unsurprisingly ) over a fresh kill of an ill-fated doe that had been as beautiful as it was QUICK, which was of course to say it had failed in being enough of either to keep Atalanta's arrows from hitting their mark. She ran her hands up it's s k i n , skillful fingers plucking out a well lodged projectile that had brought the beast to it's knees, but just before the winged god came to take the creature away from this plane for good, she placed a row of winter's last flowers over it's corpse so that the Lady Persephone may yet see some sooner than spring...
