“I have a question,” Thales said, grinning, his eyes glinting as he looked at Hades. “How will I die?” “Horribly,” Hades replied. The young man’s face fell. “Hades!” Persephone elbowed him. “Is-is that true?” the man asked. “He is just kidding,” Persephone said. “Aren’t you, Hades?” “No,” he replied, his tone far too serious.
