Hey guys! My name is Nicole and this is my first story. I know this is my third update and I should've introduced myself on the first one, but i have no idea what I'm doing. So here's a new portion of the story, 41 days later than the second cause as mentioned I don't know what I'm doing. I love to write about these two and I hope you enjoy reading about them just as much.
P.S. THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND REVIEWS!
His surprise was evident and the corners of her mouth twitched up ever so slightly.
"Let me tell you a story."
She closed her eyes and began.
A full one hundred years ago my mother, Demeter, made a rare visit to Olympus on the eve of the great festival Thesmophoria. This was not fated to be a joyous occasion. Zeus, enflamed with anger and thus in need of a woman to sate himself, thundered down the hall Demeter had taken to reach Artemis' lodgings.
You may well guess what took place. It is so common for Zeus to abuse his power and his subjects in this way that he forgot her screams soon enough. But my mother. She has recounted this violation in her head and from her mouth every day I can remember.
Demeter knew within days she carried his bastard child. She begged Mitera
Rhea for a…solution. My dear grandmother was appalled that she would seek to end divine life and a consultation with the fates gave Rhea all the reassurance she needed to to forbid this atrocity. This is the prophesy Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos gave her.
two souls
one of life
one of death
man and wife
with no last breath
born of pain
daughter of grain
hid in dark
son of monarch
no last breath
"This is why I am not surprised." She reopened her eyes gently. "You don't happen to have a small mark on your fourth finger do you?" Persephone lifted her slender hand into the moonlight to reveal said mark. It was quite tiny barely half an inch and written in the darkest black, barely thicker than a thread. A half circle. She reached out with her other hand for his. A gentle shiver when they touched and then ribbons of magic and lust when their fingers slid together to complete the circle.
Hades drew her head up to gaze into her eyes and then pulled her in. A first kiss. Filled with more emotion that can ever be spoken.