Persephone
of the Underworld
Persephone was taking a walk through her secret garden, the one she so lavished with love. It was almost bittersweet to leave it behind amongst other things. She had what most people had little chance of and yet every time she would leave to go to the other side, she would feel guilty in leaving people behind. She talked sweetly to her plants as if they were friends of hers who listened with keen ears. It was silly, but it helped ease her anxiety.
She was so caught up in her talking that she didn't hear her name being called the first time. "
Oh, of course!" she exclaimed aloud. She was so caught up in preparing to leave that she wasn't thinking of her family. Her daughter who she loved dearly, only wanting for her to know what it was like to be up with her and her dear husband who she grew so fond of.
Running, she followed the voice. She couldn't leave without a good bye from them, it wouldn't feel right. No, not at all.
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Oh, you two." she bent down to give her daughter a hearty hug. "
I will miss you terribly. I only wish I could bring you something from above. It's so unfair!" she pouted as she ran her hands through her daughters beautiful hair. "
I know you'll be good but I will miss you so." she said before she stood up, wanting nothing more than to bury herself in her husband's arms. It was the same each time, Persephone felt uneasy about leaving everything behind to go up there, and vice versa when she was above earth. She felt like she had so much she wanted to do still.
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Hades," she took his hands in hers. Words didn't seem to come out. Each time it felt like some excuse. She knew that he wouldn't be lonely, not since they had their daughter. Sill, she would miss having him within her reach. "
Please take care. Please don't neglect yourself, make sure you don't spoil Macaria too much. Please make sure my garden is taken care of." She gave his hands a kiss.