The Taste Of Divinity
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  • Reads 356,833
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  • Parts 43
  • Time 9h 28m
Ongoing, First published May 03, 2018
Mature
A Hades/Persephone retelling.

How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? 

Persephone often wondered the same thing.

[...]

She saw the nymph playfully push the satyr down on the soft grass before straddling him, the sheer fabric of her garment highlighting her graceful movements. 

She heard her giggling and the satyr's amused growls and her green eyes widened when she saw the satyr's hand wander underneath the nymph's skirt. 

Perhaps, she should have left the moment she realised what she had stumbled upon.

Perhaps, she should have return to her field of lilies and picked some flowers for her mother, Demeter.

Perhaps, she should have but she didn't.


❁❁❁


In which the dreadful King of the Underworld steals the daughter of Spring.




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a retelling of the tale of persephone and hades --- highest rankings - #1 in greek, god, greek mythology, hades, hecate, olympus --- ❝she wore silk dresses and flower crowns, she was soft and she was loved and then she was stolen, this is the story they tell, they don't speak of her rages, where she would pull rain from the clouds and the flowers turned black beneath her feet, they don't speak of how she laughed when icarus fell from the sky in golden plume they do not speak of how she grew flowers because she liked watching them fade and die and they do not speak of how she pounded at the gates of hell until they opened and how she let the pomegranate juice drip from her smiling lips and how even hades trembles under her gaze❞ --- word count: 37 431