the world is sleeping (my world is you)

I asked Persephone, "How could you grow to love him? He took you from flowers to a kingdom where not a single living thing can grow."
Persephone smiled, "My darling, every flower on your earth withers. What Hades gave me was a crown made for the immortal flowers in my bones."
- Nikita Gill

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"What do you mean, my friend?" There is a line of thought that surfaces in Gandalf's mind, but he drowns it before it can take root. Surely not.

But Bilbo's chuckle sets him on edge. The small, gentle god of harvest, nature, and flowers sits up straighter, and in his crown of flowers there is a wire of strong metal, his cloak is suddenly not colorful anymore but the deepest black and he is terrifying, horrific, powerful - "I married Thorin Oakenshield, King Under the World."