𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑. The warm seasons would always be special to her as she cherished each moment she shared with her mother; there was a special kind of warmth she felt inside her heart when the warmer days grew colder. It was just days then, she knew, before she’d be reunited with her husband. When Persephone had returned upon the season changing initially the Underworld had been quiet and as still as midnight after freshly fallen snow.
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 and it was just as still now as it was then. Persephone couldn’t even hear Cerberus throughout the halls. ❛ Hades ? Oh, Hades ? ❜ the goddess cooed, calling out for her husband. She looked for him first in her garden which she did not see him. It was his study where she found him. ❛ I thought I said no working late anymore. ❜ Persephone walked herself to her husband’s side, where she placed a hand on his back, and leaned in closer. ❛ You look exhausted, Hades. Why don’t you come rest ? ❜ ╰ @ashxflame










