Deep in our hearts, there is only one wish; immortality but when you are frozen and left alone does that lust for never ending life bow to love and need for companionship? Persephone knew this but how did she know her heart was yet to bloom like that of a flower in spring, let me tell you a story, but for it we are going to have to go back to the original tragic romance, way before Orpheus and Eurydice, that's right, I'm talking about when the one with no heart who was as cold as ice fell in love with a girl who was as warm as sunlight and more beautiful that any flower, because, there was a time where summer lived all year around, where the sun would shine and warmth would touch every land but this wasn't to last. This is the story of a love that changed the world.
Persephone wasn't just an ordinary girl, for one fact, she was a goddess and free as nature, she had long flowing hair, soft and brown which flowed in the breeze, her eyes a soft delicate blue, her body was slim and so beautiful, any flower that bloomed around her looked little in comparison, even so, oh how she longed for adventure but under the watch of her mothers careful eye; Demeter, she knew deep down that was never going to happen.
But that never stopped her.
She would wonder through the gardens watching the beauty of all nature, the insects would buzz with life all around her and she would smile as she walked past waterfalls and lakes and saw nymphs being chased by Satyr lovers and her sad gaze wall fall upon the ground, "I am always surrounded by such beauty but why do I never feel it kindle to the warmth of my heart." She sighed and jumped over the rocks next to the lake and sat staring sadly to her reflection, "does love not find me because I am not beautiful enough for it?"
"No!" the nymphs cried out, being entities of nature they shared the pain of her heart. Love had not found her because love had often been hurt in process of trying to capture her heart.
It is said that every time Eros or as we may call him; Cupid, shot his arrows at Persephone, a swan was often seen in the sky striking them and smashing them before they had even the remote chance to even be near her but this was no ordinary swan, this was Persephone's mother, Demeter; goddess of the harvest. Oh how she hated seeing her daughter so sad but she could never stop, all crops around the world had to be grew she never had that much time for her daughter but if she couldn't have her, nobody could.
When she saw her daughter that day sad by the lake she flew down from the sky her swan wings wrapping protectively around her daughter before she changed into her elegant own form, like Persephone she was extremely beautiful, "Oh my daughter" she sighed holding her in the comfort of her arms, "What troubles you? Such beauty everywhere you look, why are you sad?" she cooed.
"Oh mother, am I not beautiful?" she stood and looked to the sky with sad tears in her eyes, "does love not find me because I do not deserve it?"
"Why would you want it anyway" she said frowning slightly, "It brings you nothing but pain and sorrow, do not let it fool you." But the more she held back Eros's arrows, the more Persephone was aching, Demeter was a good mother, she cared so much for her daughter but she thought she could only keep her safe in her own embrace, she would soon have to learn that every beautiful robin, one day, fly's from it's nest.
Persephone would hear none of it, leant across the soft moss which had grown on the rock as though it was a silk pillow and stared into the water as she dropped a rose which she had been holding, but instead of floating it sunk straight to the bottom, but she was paying no attention in her sadness, "Mother, I want to have adventures! I want to see the world, I cannot stay here forever!" she sighed, she often told her mother this but her comment was simply swept away for Demeter was already gone.
Little did she know that through this chatter, Eros had finally got his chance, as he formed in the sky, his golden wavy hair blowing in the wind he looked at Persephone with pity, "do not worry Persephone." He took his bow and pulled from his quiver a golden arrow, "I will give you a love that will last forever, you will find comfort in loves embrace and your own special adventure will begin, as it does for every one." He pulled back on his bow string, "not even Demeter will stop you from having love." He let go and watched the arrow dive through the air and into the water and he smiled, "Lovers hold stays true." But little did he or any of the Olympians who were watching know about the adventure that was about to begin.
