Diana's menagerie was unrivalled across all known universes. No other Olympian could boast such a diverse collection, and her dioramas overflowed with magnificent trophies. The largest centaur from Cassiopeia or the fiercest titan on Draco, both were hers. Yet, in secret, the crystal-clear soul of the goddess had been tainted by the fog of envy. The Terran males in her garden withered one by one. She would have sold even her heart to discover Venus's secret, who could make imperial Priapi from even the most puny of specimens.
Iulia Vucmanovici
Listen up, girls, what Thomas O'Malley is saying, they say they want to round us up off the streets, put us in cages, and keep us in shelters. But what are we, dogs? Since the dawn of time, we've been outdoors, moving around on rooftops, sleeping under cars in the summer, and under hoods in the winter. They want to throw us in a pen like mutts? This just can't happen. We will fight, we will save ourselves. The guy with the bag full of casseroles, he's the man we need. Come on, line up, just like I taught you to sway and meow sweetly. Damn it, the fool brought smoked meat.
Yuka Brevi
Dear Cupids, I hereby declare the school year for the 3iX generation officially closed. You have successfully completed the hundred-meter speed archery course. Congratulations! You will be launched this afternoon into the stratosphere, fully equipped. All you need to do is find the right target: a tired husband taking out the trash, a bored couple at the mall, a stolen bride out of the blue. Can we also try at the church, the morgue, or the delivery room, with same-sex individuals? one chubby boy asked while sharpening his rusty arrow.
(Translated by Larisa Marta Mreană / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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