HUNDO | SHITSHOW | LGBTQ | FANTASY
Curved Arrow — Part 31
“I’m here to talk about sex. I’m dying to eat your pie.”
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Henry’s throwing a Halloween party. Erotia’s escort business is starting off nicely. Despite this, she’s morose and melancholy. The break-up with Sophia’s hitting hard. She’s a goddess with thousands of years of memories. Why’s she’s so hurt over someone with only a few decades? Is the Veil encroaching in? Or she’s the one who’s crazy? Should she forget about being a goddess, make up with Sophia, and live a mortal life? Is this feeling that she’s a failure and her life’s a shitshow the depression that so many mortals must deal with?
