Hephaestus smiled at his newest creation. It was, without doubt, the finest weapon ever conceived by mortal or god. It only lacked a name.
Helen, he whispered, and kissed her brow.
.finis.
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Hectowords I
The first hundred stories, collected as a single pdf.
1 comment:
That's certainly a unique explanation for Helen of Troy...
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