She was taken from her meadow with a wink and sly words. “I’ll make you a Queen,” he offered. “I’m already a Queen, what else is there?” He regarded her crown of flowers, so skilfully woven and with such a perfume as to entice even the coldest of stars. “I can give you the darkness,” said Hades, as he watched the lights glimmer in her golden hair. “I can give you the peace and privacy of the dead, I can hide you away from the…Continue Reading “Persephone”
