#Cupid!drensi

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Open RP

The Herald of Love

In the dead of night, Cupid watched as the colors of Sandy’s sand fluttered and sailed across the sky. Dreams were happening, and Sandy was an expert. Cupid was sitting on a roof of one of the buildings, and right next to him came a stream of dream sand. Cupid watched, his green eyes glowing and adding green to the already bright glow. It was beautiful to watch, and Cupid could see a large cloud of sand far off into the distance. That is where Sandy worked, and that is where he made his dreams, and yet again, Cupid wondered if Sandy made dreams for one’s like him.

Cupid stayed deep in thought. His scorpion tail gently swaying as it laid on the roof, his wings adjusting themselves for a few minutes then he leaned back and laid across the roof and just watched the sky above him. He was a bit jealous of Sandy, the dream sand was and seemed like a great power, where as he himself had a black bow with arrows he formed out of thin air, or with children’s love. These arrows could be used either to harm or even not harm others. He never harmed children, even when an arrow would stick into them, whenever he shot one, these arrows never harmed the kids, which Cupid himself found surprising, he used them to give the kids love to the thing or person they loved.

Cupid’s bow was laying right beside him, the steak black etched with symbols and small hearts flashed with the colors of the dream sand flowing around him. Cupid’s eyes closed softly and rested for a bit. Again he wondered if Sandy would give him a dream, he wondered how it would feel to dream. He wasn’t a Guardian, but he did care about the children and protected their love like the other Guardians did. Love was his center, which was kind of self explanatory, he made sure love was shown constantly. He worked tirelessly every day, and on his holiday Valentines Day, where he was depicted as a baby with a cloth over his naughty bits, which also made him laugh. If they actually knew what he looked like, wouldn’t it have been better for the kids who frowned upon the baby picture? Wouldn’t they have found him cool? Maybe, Cupid himself thought he looked cool, and in all reality he didn’t much like the baby look they used to depict him, but it was funny whenever that time came around and he saw tv’s flashing with said baby.

He wonder also if he’d ever meet any of the Guardians. He wondered if he’d get to work with them, and then his mind went to Manny. The Man in the Moon, Manny, the one who created him, and where Cupid believed all “Guardians” came from. The first day, Manny gave him his name Cupid and his bow, then after went silent. It had been so many years since him and Manny actually spoke, but Cupid knew that all of his thoughts must have been heard by Manny, they were just never answered and now he opened his eyes to gaze at the Moon. It was full and bright and hung in the sky as a mighty glowing ball, but Cupid’s eyes watched, thinking over and over at why he was here, why Manny created him. It couldn’t have been because of love, could it?