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Hecate

'Listen closely as I chant spells that sound like siren songs' - Nadia

'Listen closely as I chant spells that sound like siren songs'                                                    - Nadia

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| Hades |

"I wish you would eat something" a maid said sadly to Persephone
She smiled at her
"I am sorry, I am really not hungry" she politely declined

"I will dismiss myself if you do not mind actually" she said, standing up
"Of course not, I will escort you" I said, standing up as well
"You really do not have t-"
"Persephone" I said simply.

She stopped, and nodded
I lead her through the halls, her timidly following behind me
"Thank you, for today" she said
"I enjoyed what you showed me" she said
"Maybe I can show you more tomorrow" I said, she nodded

She turned to leave. To leave me.
"Hades?" She said, looking back at me, door open, allowing a glimpse at her room.
At her neatly made bedsheets and pristine floor.
And in that moment, I loathed the maids

Because I often wondered what kind of mess a goddess like her would make
Seeming as she could wreck a god's head with her eyes.

"How long will I be here?" She asked gently
I did not know what I could say that would bring her any comfort
"I can not tell you that, and I am sorry for it" I said
"I just... Hermes told me that my mother is not coping well" she said, looking with expectant eyes.

"I will allow you to leave soon. I promise you that" I said. I felt as though she was warming to me
That she may almost enjoy my company
All I needed was a few more days
A little time to see if she could turn that into anything more
Into affection for me the way I felt for her.

A confusing conflicting feeling of wanting her
A feeling that was foreign to me and yet it was the happiest few days of my existence so far.

"Good night Hades" she smiled softly, disappearing from me and I was left faced with a door
"Good night" I let out quietly
I paced myself back to the throne room
Sitting myself on my lonely pedestal, something that held so much authority and yet I was crumbling before a young goddess

I was yielding to the very definition of spring
She was life and new beginnings, she was sunshine and growth.
And I was death
I brought sadness and pain.


"Why am I here at this hour?" Zeus asked
"Because I do not want to waste time" I said, I could not sleep
I wanted to talk to Zeus and muster up the question I needed to ask
If I could have the lonely flower.

All to myself.

"So is it true? Do you have Persephone in the underworld?" He asked, sitting himself down on a fallen tree, sparking a fire in between us with his hands
I remained standing
I wanted to do this quickly, I wanted to get back to watch over the flower.

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