"Alone and in despair, Psyche mourns the flight of Cupid, which she has involuntarily provoked. Despite having been forbidden as a mortal to look upon the god, Psyche could not resist discovering who was her lover at night. While Cupid slept, she watched him by the light of an oil lamp; moved by his beauty, she spilled a drop of oil. Cupid awoke and fled." — Montalbetti Valérie, for the Louvre.
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