Atlas
“Hello, Atlas. “It’s nice to meet you. I am Eros,” The thin man standing in front of me says. He is as tall as I am and wearing green leather pants and a green tunic with leather cuffs on his wrists. The bow he is leaning on is near as tall as he is. Part of me is wondering where his arrows are. “They appear when I need them,” Eros says, nocks an arrow, aims towards my warriors on the other field, and lets it loose.
“Please don’t read my mind,” I grumble while Griffin laughs.
We look towards the warriors, and two male warriors have stopped training to embrace each other and kiss. “I knew Troy and Mark were into each other,” Griffin says. “Good job Eros,” She nudges her brother.
“I just helped them see what was right in front of them,” Eros smirks and leans on his bow. “So let’s g
