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I couldn't figure out how to stop the invites from coming. Even my sister, who's much more tech savvy than me, couldn't figure it out. I don't even know how I got subscribed to this. Is there a way to unsubscribe?

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To say the least! Have you figured out why you're here yet?

Really aggressive marketing, I guess.

...oh, mate. We've got a lot to teach you, lad.

Ah... Had any strange dreams? Odd occurrences? Besides getting the email for here?

I think you're the third person here to ask me that now. And that's really weird, since I don't really talk to anybody about my dreams.

That's because they aren't dreams, lad.

Past lives, you mean? Someone else mentioned that too. They were some pretty awesome dreams, most of them anyway, so I wish.

Exactly. This isn't the first time you and I have crossed paths before, you know.

Is that the connection? No just that everyone's had funny dreams and maybe past lives, but everyone here's connected like that?

You know I'm going to want proof now, if you're going to make a claim like that.

Well, not everyone, but I got around a bit more than most. I am, after all, the god of nomads, anog other things. Apollo, at your service. And, if you need proof, I glow during the day, can turn into a wolf, and am the proud father of immortal twins.

You almost had me at Apollo, but I'm pretty sure what you're saying is impossible.

Don't believe me, eh? All right. As you like.

[switches to a video feed--the golden corona is plainly visible around him]
As you can see, the glowing is quite real. And... [he looks off camera] Julian! Laurel! At least one of you come over here! [A muffled reply can be heard in a child's voice]

The thing about the wolf, though... Clothes don't survive the transformation. I'm not sure you're quite ready to see me naked again just yet.

Holy hell.

I'm going to keep playing the skeptic card, since that could be an elaborate hoax. Just who do you think I am?

I don't think. I know. I'd know you anywhere. You're Adonis, love. The one and only.

[Soon a small boy enters the picture--the family resemblance is unmistakable, and they are clearly father and son. The child carries a small golden bow and a quiver of arrows, and he is the one who speaks next.]

Hi, Mister. I'm Julian. My sister Laurel is playing with her dolls. My mommy is Melpomene. And we all live here: me and Laurel and Mommy and Daddy and Aunt Erato and Baby Alex. Alex was borned on the same day as me and Laurel and the other kids, in December, but he's still a baby 'cause he has a mortal daddy.
[Julian is using his targeted-speech, the words ringing with childlike truth and innocence, but they cut straight to the heart and there's no lie in his words]

That is beyond -

Thank you, child, let your father and I communicate in private now.

[posted a few moments later]

That is beyond fucked up. And I'm believing it all.

Though with most everything I just read, I think what I'm having the hardest time believing is that you've gone and settled down.

[Apollo sends Julian back to his playing, but he's clearly laughing]

Me? Settled down? Believe me, mate, it was hard enough convincing Mel to have the twins in the first place. I think she might actually try to kill me if I put a ring on her. No, no. Just because I've got kids doesn't mean I'm stuck playing house forever. In fact, every now and again Mel chases me out of the house so I'm out of her hair, so to speak, or she hops off to go and see one of her other lovers just as I do. Not much has changed from back in the day, really.

Hmm...

Come prove all this insanity to me then. Seeing is believing, after all. When can you get a free day or two? ~~Mag's is gonna think I've lost my mind.~~

Anytime you want, love. Just say the word.

I was hoping you'd say that.

I'm sending you your flight information now. First class to Rio, we'll meet two days from now.

All right, then. South America on Tuesday it'll be.

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