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December 15 - December 26, 2024
He studied her a moment longer, thumb brushing her cheek before his lips touched hers, then kissed down her body, drinking deep between her thighs, and when he rose again, there were no other names upon her lips but Hades.
You are kind and compassionate and you fight for your beliefs, but mostly, you fight for people.
“It is you now, you forever.”
“I never thought I’d thank the Fates for anything they gave me, but you—you were worth all of it.” “All of what?” “The suffering.”
For the briefest second, Persephone saw fury flash in Apollo’s eyes. “This woman is Hades’s betrothed, the future Queen of the Underworld. Kneel before her or face my wrath.”
There is darkness within you. Anger, fear, resentment. If you do not free yourself first, no one else can.
“This darkness is not the same. This darkness is toil and trauma, grief and loss. It is the darkness that will make you Queen of the Underworld.”
“You once said words had no meaning,” she answered. “Let our actions speak next time.”
“There is always hope,” Persephone said. “It is all we have.”
“When I see you, I cannot help but think of you like this,” he said, his voice a sultry whisper against her skin as his lips continued up her thigh. “Bare. Beautiful. Drenched.”
She wanted it to last forever. She wanted to come. She wanted everything all at once.
“Grief means we loved fiercely…and if that is all anyone ever has to say about either one of us in the end, I think we lived our best lives.”
I will coax the darkness from you he’d whispered before he had explored her body for the first time,
You said you would burn this world for me, and yet it lives, and it thrives, and you exist within it—without me.
“You were my only love—my heart and my soul. My world began and ended with you, my sun, stars, and sky. I will never forget you but I will forgive you.”
“I wish for vengeance against those who have wronged me. I would kill to protect my heart. I don’t know who I am anymore.”
“You should not feel ashamed of hurting people who hurt you,”
“I am a Goddess of Life,” Persephone said. “A Queen of Death.”
“I know it isn’t true, but I cannot help how I think, and I thought it was better to say what was on my mind than keep it to myself. I don’t want to stop learning with you.”
She leaned forward and kissed him, devoured him, drowned in him. There was nothing but him beneath the skeletal moon and starry sky,
