There was but one mortal whose skill in playing the lyre could rival that of the golden god of music, Apollo, and his name was Orpheus. When he played, birds would descend from the sky to perch on the branches above him. Animals from the fields would gather around, tilting their heads to listen. Orpheus spent much of his youth devoted to music and poetry. As he grew older, he mastered the lyre and... » Continue Reading
As someone with a "basic" look, one thing I’ve experienced is people not believing I have interests that the internet labels as "weird." I feel like I might come across as a "pick-me" or like I’m just making this up as I tell it, but it’s something I’ve genuinely experienced. While I was talking to a girl at school about our shared interests, she suddenly said, "I didn't know you liked these thing... » Continue Reading