"Why do you bother to carry a bow you never use?" his sister Artemis taunts him.
You are ARTEMIS, goddess of the hunt. Hera doesn't like the way you spoke to your brother. She doesn't like the way you are standing up to her. She grabs your wrists with one hand, snatches your bow with the other and boxes your ears with it. She laughs as you writhe in pain and spill your arrows. You burst into tears and run off, as your mother Leto picks up your weapons for you. You go and sit on Daddy's lap. He gives you a big hug.

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