Apolloxicarus Stories

They call me a fool for falling in love. They say I'm a cautionary tale; a tragedy. They point at the burns, red and ugly and snaking down my arm. If only they knew how...

Maybe using those waxed wings wasn't Icarus' best idea. Maybe he shouldn't have gone THAT close to the Sun, just so he could get a glimpse of the impossible. But it's no...

Apollo's honey words whispered into Icarus golden lips, and Icarus bold confessions screamed at Apollo's glistening skin.