Persephone looked over the fires and the black river of loss. Her home. The home she chose. Her husband slipped his hands around her waist and kissed her cheek tenderly. "My love. It is soon time for you to return to your mother. To Olympus. We shall miss you and await your return." Persephone turned, viewing Hades in all his might. His black robes flowing and fluttering around him. She kissed him, "No one can keep me away. Not my mother nor my father" Thanatos and Hermes fluttered down from over the river. Bowing before the queen. It was time.
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The Dragon; an Anthology
General FictionA collection of short stories and poems all written by me.
