CUPID. It is in the silence that the Gods are revealed. Quiet your mind. Turn your vision inward. You shall see me there, shrouded as I am now. (CUPID reaches around and places his hand over PSYCHE’s heart. She gasps and her breath comes short.) PSYCHE. It is you. CUPID. Finally. PSYCHE. It is you. CUPID. It is. Please do not be frightened. PSYCHE. Is this fear? CUPID. I believe so. PSYCHE. I have never felt like this. I have never… I cannot speak. CUPID. Perhaps that is for the best. Listen to me. I do not want your worship or devotion. I want nothing from you, do you understand? I love you, Psyche.
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