Demeter stared lovingly down at her adorable, little baby. Although Persephone wouldn't ever experience life with a 'family', she would always have Demeter to guide her and care for her.
Demeter carefully lifted the delicate baby from the small wooden crib and carried her outside of the beautiful house. The wind blew softly and Demeter smiled. Flowers grew in masses near the back door and the grass that surrounded the house was soft and green. She glanced towards the woods, and in the trees she could see Pan playing his panpipes.
Persephone let out a quiet cry and Demeter crooned a light lullaby to the baby. Soon Persephone had fallen back into a relaxed slumber.
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Six Years Later-
Persephone ran through the field of wildflowers laughing and singing. She loved the outdoors: the feel of the grass beneath her bare feet, the smells of the flowers and plants, and the feel of the wind through her golden hair.
Her mother was Demeter, goddess of the harvest, and she loved to be outside helping her.
"Persephone," Demeter called.
"I'm coming, Mama." She replied in her childish voice.
Demeter smiled and turned to gaze out on the fields. She watched for Persephone to appear on the crest of the hill. She didn't wait long. A moment later her daughter appeared. Persephone's silky, golden hair hung freely down her back and the hem of her dress was muddy.
Demeter smiled. "Where did you go?"
Persephone smiled back. "To the river, it was flowing very low today."
"Oh?"
Persephone nodded. "Yes."
"Come into the house now. You need to eat." Demeter said kindly.
Persephone nodded. "All right."
Persephone took her mother's hand and followed her into the house.
I know this is kind of short, but I'm still figuring out how to write it. I've never written a fanfiction about mythology, so I'm still learning how to do it. Please Review:)