in which mark is constantly underestimated and thought to be soft and fragile like the flowers he blooms and fruit he bears. mark is the dandelion that springs back up even after the gardener sprays every known pesticide, the vines that creep up the castle wall, the weeds that grow out from underneath the concrete, not slithering in between the cracks, but creating them. mark is life: he is stubborn and competitive and always takes what he wants. and mark, mark wants jackson. [or alternatively, in which persephone is the one to kidnap hades]