He was standing outside this beautiful monastery. A fresh water stream flowed by his feet down to the valley. He was on top, literally, on top of a hill. He preferred mountains but he could adapt, make do with whatever life threw at him. He couldn’t make lemonade but he could be okay with things […]
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The Curse of Aphrodite

She fell in love and never got over it. She had always been unlucky in love but was that a coincidence or something sinister at play?