The god of desire who carries a bow of sugarcane and arrows of flowers, striking the hearts of the living to ensure the continuation of the world. He was once turned to ash by the fire of Shiva, proving that desire is a ghost that can survive even the destruction of the body. Can we live without the sting of the blossom, or is the ache of wanting the very thing that makes us human? He is the unseen archer, the sweet and terrifying force that drives the soul to seek completion in another.
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