Scarlett St. Clair's Blog, page 107
April 27, 2019
April 25, 2019
Persephone found the Goddess in a grove near her home. She sat, crosslegged, in the soft grass...
Persephone found the Goddess in a grove near her home. She sat, crosslegged, in the soft grass petting a furry weasel. Persephone squealed when she saw it.
“What is that?” She demanded.
Hecate smiled softly and scratched the creature behind it’s small ear. “This is Gale. She is a polecat.”
“That is not a cat,” Persephone argued.
“Polecat,” Hecate said, laughing quietly. “She was once a human witch, but she was an idiot, so I turned her into a polecat.”
Persephone stared at the Goddess, but Hecate didn’t seem to notice Persephone’s stunned silence.
“I like her better this way.”
