Dear Persephone:
Look, I get it. Being Queen of the Underworld is a pretty sweet gig. You have an awesome three-headed dog, no one gives you guff, and the kick-ass garden Hades made for you has pomegranates all through the winter.
Seriously, though: Go Home. They're predicting 2-4 inches of snow tonight. Your mom is mad and taking it out on us. It hailed today.
Go home. Hug your mother. I miss the sun.
(And no, Cerberus giving you the puppy eyes is not a reason to stick around. I know he has more than the average dog. Bring him cake in October and he'll be fine.)
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I used google docs for the first time today! I think I may even have done it right!
What? Change confuses and frightens me.
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A reminder: I am auctioning off an autographed by Gail Simone
Birds of Prey #1 for
help_japan. Bid!