Novel & Cerita Persephone Poem

It never occurred to me to ask. In the middle of the early, dark hours of my tenth birthday, Persephone came to me. She had tears in her eyes and she kept apologizing to me. Her eyes were swollen and red. She had been crying. I looked at her as a child would their mother they adore. My hand, wiping the tears from her cheeks. I was terribly confused. She pushed a pearl into my hand, telling me that once she had left me, I needed to place it on the ground and step on it, smashing it. As I did so I needed to think of something that made me happy. If I did this, I had a chance to save my life. If I did this, I wouldn’t truly become a doulos. A slave. My heart broke when she admitted what doulos

"Well, Opal, follow the crescent moons and you shall find your way." Persephone walked inside the tunnel. She watched as the witch sealed it off. Biting her lip, she glanced forward and she realized large crescent moons lit the walls of the tunnel. Well, there was no going back now. Each step she took, the further away from the life she used to live and who she used to be. ____

Perseph Her smile was gone as she stood, "Alright, I only came to make a business preposition to Lord Aetos. He seems like a man that knows genders do not restrict one from having ideas that can help a nation, Fat Charilaus eyes widened at that tone but Persephone paid no heed to him as she turned to his Father, her words no longer having any humour in them as she said, "You come to speak business with my Father about the growing displeasure amongst the gods. They are bored and they request some sort of entertainment, though they do not say this but crops are dying, animals are being impossible to hunt down, ships are sinking and blood is spilling, am I ri Leonidas was sure he mirrored the l