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Jul

by Mitch Cook

Lilith and Narcissus eye each other with disdain. 

“We don’t have all day.” Says Eric. “Chop chop.”

“What’s the catch?” Narcissus asks.

“No catch, I am tired of you guys and would like to go home.  So, if you would. . .”

Lilith suddenly reverts to her more human, alluring form.  She eyes Eric.

“Uh oh.” Old Frank shields his giant eyes.

She approaches Eric with all her swagger and feminine assets on display. Narcissus sees his chance.  As he is about to fling a bolt directly into Lilith’s heart, Eric, without missing a beat holds aloft the parchment.  Narcissus can’t help himself and accidentally looks directly at the paper and vanishes instantly.

“Why Eric, I didn’t know you cared.” Lilith purrs.

“Ah ah ah.” Eric threatens to flash the scroll. Lilith stops dead in her tracks.  She knows he can expel her directly back to Olympus where the Gods await to exact long overdue punishment.

-MRC

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