Juno

Juno. she is the summer in a thousand and thirty four ways.

she aimed for the sun, because it felt just right. but she went too close, it scorched her skin with sweet warmth. And it made her stomach burn with honey, bees tickling and buzzing like the heat of summer.

as the moirai weaved, she gets her heart wounded by the sun, she was just another girl for him.
Juno was so close, she melted down into a puddle.

Apollo's wrath is enough to burn entire skies in scorching, liquid lakes of ambrosia. see the victims
of his gaze, falling down like icarus twds the grounds.

Read the hymns narrated by the ifrit of the gardens, apollo's pursuit.

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