Wildflowers, Percy Jackson ₁

━Another Greek Tragedy

But I can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine

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        There is a story hidden inside the wildflowers that you would only be lucky to know beforehand. It begins here and now, and it starts, where the grass meets the dirt pavement.

        Somewhere, down south in Albany, Louisiana, there is a beautiful farm that dwells far from the city around them. It's secluded in the rural town, as most farms are. Though, that's not to say this farm is lonely. There are animals beyond compare—cows, pigs, goats, horses, ducks, etc. There are seemingly infinite amounts of crops, and maybe that's the factor that really reeled the lead of our story in.

        See, to know the story of Silviana Duvall, you must first start with the story of her parents. Conan Duvall and the Greek goddess Demeter. An ordinary boy and an extraordinary girl.

        Conan and Demeter's found love should not be shocking. It was rather easy for Demeter to fall in love with the farm-boy who tended to his agriculture and livestock. To Demeter, loving Conan Duvall was easier than anything she had ever done; easier than being a goddess, than making grass grow, than harvesting grain.

        She had been curious about the farm in rural Louisiana for a while. Demeter could never help from noticing the delicate way that the two farmhands treated their precious animals or crops—brothers, she found out they were.

        It was fall when Demeter ever decided to act upon her intrigue. Another dreary fall that mainly consisted of missing her daughter Persephone, lost to the god of the Underworld every barren half of the year. Instead, this year, she had no clue how different things would go.