“There was another mortal I thought I might love,” Apollo said. He stood, unpinned his tunic, and let it drop. Even naked, he shone brilliantly, like the sun behind him. “Oh, he intrigued me. But I was afraid that if I got too close, I would inevitably only feel heartache again.” I knew the answer and yet foolishly asked, “What happened?” “I felt heartache anyway,” he said, tears pooling in his eyes that turned to steam when they fell, “for not getting close enough. He flew too close to me, you see, but I shied away. He marveled at my beauty, and I hid my face. Because of that, I wasn’t able
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