Beautiful Death

Devilish smile, sharp intellect, with more "contacts" than any fashion designer should ever know, Icarus is my friend, designer, and informant. He has a fabulous eye for clothes, and an even more vicious marketing sense. He used my reputation and love for his clothes to create the most famous shop in Athens. I don't mind; he gives me the best stock at cost.

His material is unbelievable, one of a kind soft natural fabric that is unlike any other materials we can manufacture. It's his fault that these blasted butterflies are everywhere. He has a thing for wings, you see.

He is the luckless chance.

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Luck is a four-letter word.