Title: Pomegranate
Rating: PG
Summary: Re-interpreting the Persephone/Hades myth again, though this is less experimental than my other attempts. The prompt was "pomegranate".
Author's note: A little thing written for the lovely
geekmama on the occasion of her birthday yesterday!
Pomegranate
by Hereswith
“What have you done?” he asks, with a hush and a hunger, like he does not believe it, as though he heard not the words she spoke.
“I ate of the pomegranate,” she tells him, and she remembers: the rind split open, her hands stained red, and the taste, so sharp in her mouth. “Six seeds, shiny as jewels.”
He closes his eyes, and there will be a clamour of gods, later, when Zeus finds out, when her mother knows, but for now, there is a still in the air, silence stretching through the long hall. And he looks at her again; he shakes his head. “Clever,” he says, “clever girl.”
She shrugs one delicate shoulder. “Did you expect less?”
“Of you?” His teeth flash white as he smiles. “Never.”