Be warned: this story is beautiful but tragic. It begins with Orpheus, the best musician that ever lived. One strum of his lyre, one note sung, and beasts would crawl to him, rocks would shift their moss to déplacer to be closer, trees would tear their roots to be closer to him. He had plus power than a mortal man ought to for he was the son of the Muse Calliope.
He lived his life simply and carelessly until the jour he met Eurydice. She was a Dryad, and when they fell in l’amour it meant everything to them. But the rustic god Aristaeus saw Eurydice's beauty and desired it, and did not care that she...
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