PERSEPHONE You said— HADES I know what you are. I know that you are a damn brat, a capricious child, a beloved child, and that you only know light. I know that shadows pervaded you in secret, like a disease, and that the forests of Greece weren’t enough anymore. I know that you are trying to escape innocence without knowing how, that you keep your eyelids closed, that you walk blind in life and in death, hands outstretched, cold cheeks —violent heart. I know that you are the one feeding on ideals, but you will survive disappointment. I am alone here, you know. I feel like a thousand years. I
...more
