"Rhode will live," Aphrodite told Eros quietly, touching his shoulder gently. "She's sleeping for now, so I can pay all my attention to my boys."
Poor Anteros, her poor sweet boy. Aphrodite drew Anteros to sit down with her and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "People have stopped believing in us," she said quietly to Anteros. "Where once the faith was strong, now..." Aphrodite sighed deeply. "We're considered relics and other gods have replaced us. We no longer have our old strength. I am..." Oh, Aphrodite hated to admit this more than anything. "Your mother is no longer all-powerful."
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Date: 2012-08-26 08:16 am (UTC)Poor Anteros, her poor sweet boy. Aphrodite drew Anteros to sit down with her and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "People have stopped believing in us," she said quietly to Anteros. "Where once the faith was strong, now..." Aphrodite sighed deeply. "We're considered relics and other gods have replaced us. We no longer have our old strength. I am..." Oh, Aphrodite hated to admit this more than anything. "Your mother is no longer all-powerful."