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Page Seven

Trial Four, the trial Mars brought up, begins. Psyche is thrown into a jar.

Psyche falls downwards into a beautiful Greek vase decorated with wonderful patterns. "Where am I? Why can't I get out?" Psyche ponders from inside the jar. "Oh no! I'm trapped! How will I prove myself to Venus now? My love, Cupid, I am sorry..."

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