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Feb. 27th, 2008 07:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wheatencrownThe house is quiet and so I walk the countryside waiting for my Kore. Soon she will return but until then I will watch over my friends here and keep them safe and bring them life.
Her Voice
The ground had healed up the crack from where he has stolen her daughter, but even after all these centuries, she could still feel it in her bones. How roots had joined imperfectly, the way flowers grew strangely there, it carried the same scar as her heart did.
Now she waits in the clear Spring light for the King and Queen of the Underworld, so she may claim her daughter again though never long enough. A gift, a compromise, Kore always says with a smile as she returns home, her gaze on him and then fully on her.
Zeus should have let her punish Hades for his crime instead of this half life that he has stranded her daughter in. Though Kore smiles as she appears beside him, his Queen and seeming content and he knows, oh he knows that she is his and Demeter has no more hold on her though his Persephone becomes her Kore.
Her Voice
The ground had healed up the crack from where he has stolen her daughter, but even after all these centuries, she could still feel it in her bones. How roots had joined imperfectly, the way flowers grew strangely there, it carried the same scar as her heart did.
Now she waits in the clear Spring light for the King and Queen of the Underworld, so she may claim her daughter again though never long enough. A gift, a compromise, Kore always says with a smile as she returns home, her gaze on him and then fully on her.
Zeus should have let her punish Hades for his crime instead of this half life that he has stranded her daughter in. Though Kore smiles as she appears beside him, his Queen and seeming content and he knows, oh he knows that she is his and Demeter has no more hold on her though his Persephone becomes her Kore.
