This is supposed to happen the first time Persephone is back to the Underworld….so I went and made a sequel for a comic that hasn’t even happened yet. Wibbly wobbly timey wimey….
Did I regret anything? No. No I don’t.
EDIT: This was a silly strip I made for my friend and writer of our webcomic. I’m really tired of the comments regarding Hades kidnapping/raping Persephone in the ‘original’ myth. That’s not the point of the myth or our story, so I won’t be replying to any more comments about it. I said what I wanted to say here. If someone wants to discuss it privately, my askbox is always open.
Six seeds of Pomegranate
While the sun sank and the winter winds blew aboveground, while the days shortened and the people hungered and the cold came creeping into their villages with long blue fingers, the halls of death opened to the living— the one who held the life of all in her breath: the faces of the little flowers, small smiles, warm wheat, the weight of fruit ripening on the branch, and green spring mornings.
The life he loved best.
It was something he had started doing a lot, she noticed. Resting his hand on the side of her neck. Ever since Wade had cut her there. Ever since Duke had almost been too late to save her from his brother’s addiction. Ever since Jennifer had recoiled from his reach. Any time she was scared and needed him, his hand found its way there. There was barely a scar where the wound had been, but Duke covered it. To her, it is an assurance that he will always be there to when she needs him. To him, it is a reminder of the time he almost wasn’t and a promise that he will protect her and never let anyone come that close to hurting her ever again. Whatever the touch means, one thing is certain: she never flinched when he reached out to touch her again.
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I LOVE THIS