A little note from the authors, yes AUTHORS
Mandolin's Tears= 'Shadow's Tears' and 'Mandolin Rain'
"We hope you like this, it's wacky and fun and it gave the two of us peculiar dreams when we first thought it up o__O
We'll try to follow all grammatical rules to date, but do forgive us if we slip up now and again, we just want you to enjoy this 'surreal reality' we concocted so-CHEERS! ^_^
Please review if you liked it, which gives us the incentive to continue writing and if you didn't, well…
The writing styles will be uneven throughout as our styles contrast (but compliment) one another's.
Kick back, have a good read and hoping to hear from you- "M.T"
NOTE:
Jupiter- Roman equivalent of Zeus
Corus- Roman God of the North West Wind
Psyche- the mortal girl with whom cupid falls in love with.
Along the line of the horizon a crimson tide swelled and rolled until the occupants of a clear blue day suddenly found themselves stranded in the eye of a vicious meteorological joke. Thunder clouds of bloody hues grumbled their dissent with mankind and shot down sparks of their torrid temper to lie as one with the cindered ashes of burnt down trees.
In other words- a freak thunder shower where it had no business to be.
As if he had stolen Jupiter's thunder bolts and the winds of Corus, the lithe body of a winged being darted into the scene. His "arrows of desire" and his gilded bow along with an erroneously childlike visage brought to mind the depiction of innocence painted by the Great Masters on the ceiling of some cathedral.
But innocence was not his forte, oh no, Cupid son of Venus was a beautiful wanton boy who was currently and dangerously bored with life.
He'd been booted out of house and home quite unceremoniously by his mum because of certain indiscretions on his part and was to live with his distant cousin thrice removed while repenting.
"Like hell! And to think I had a date with Psyche this weekend. Ooh, they'll be sorry! The wrath of a love God is nothing to laugh about"
Stopping mid air he pulled out a map to check out the landscape. Yup those islands were Japan alright. Now to find Cousin Lilli and have some fun.
"Hee, hee." Cupid carelessly touched the feather end of his arrows grinning, the air smelled full of possibilities…
And thus the innocent inhabitants of the land below were to suddenly receive a burst of randomly placed love darts.
With wickedness written all over his face, Cupid began raining his arrows of passion and desire over the mainland.
After all one had to amuse the Gods somehow.
