“Please,” you beg with a horse
voice. “I need to know someone
living is willing to love me, even though
my husband is the Ruler of Death.”
“You mean, like an Earth-bound
lover? Persephone, I’m not -”
“But you are!” you plead
grabbing my shoulders.
“You cared enough to
venture into the pit of Hades
just to fulfill my mother’s
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