[Greek Mythology] The Love of Persephone

"Persephone, my dearest daughter, poor and unfortunate Persephone..."

On this day, the dark entrance of the underworld slowly opened, and a blond goddess with a haggard face came in tears.She was Demeter, the goddess of fertility, and the mother of Persephone, the goddess of spring.She was ordered by Zeus to come to inform Pluto that the father of the gods had agreed to their marriage.At the same time, she also wanted to comfort and appease her daughter, and accompany her until the wedding began, telling her that she must accept her fate.

Demeter wept mournfully all the way.The daughter who has been missing for a long time is in the Elysee Palace, but the goddess of abundance dare not face her daughter's hopeful eyes.How much she was afraid of the light in those bright eyes being extinguished, how much she was afraid of her daughter's painful accusations!However, the cowardly mother who loved her daughter so much still came, in order to prevent her daughter from suffering greater misfortune.

"Hades, my younger brother." Demeter's voice was still a little hoarse from crying all day long, but this mother puffed up her chest to the elder brother who kidnapped her beloved daughter. From the moment he looked cold, his words were full of sarcasm at this moment, "You already know the meaning of the king of gods, so can I go to meet my daughter, the future queen of the underworld—the goddess of spring Persephone? "

Pluto's expression is always alienated, and he can't tell who is colder than the heartbroken sister.He nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, Demeter. Then let the maid Mingta take you there——Mingta?"

A tall and slender water fairy stepped out of the darkness, her beautiful eyes stared at Hades, the king of the underworld, unwillingly, and said, "Your Majesty the underworld king..."

"Go." Hades urged her.

Mingta didn't dare to say any more, but there was still a bit of resentment in his expression.She pursed her lips tightly and came to Demeter to lead the way for the goddess of fertility.But the Goddess of Plenty is immersed in her concern for her daughter and deep self-blame, and never notices the resentment and dissatisfaction of this water fairy who loves Pluto.

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The Elysee Palace is shrouded in a strange, temperatureless halo.This is a place of fairy music faked by the underworld, and now it is temporarily the residence of the future queen of the underworld.And Pluto has decided to build a new palace for the queen of the underworld for Persephone, the goddess of spring, and she can live in it immediately after marriage.

Elysee is a false fairyland, so there are all kinds of treasures and everything.That may be the most touching dream in the underworld, and the most comforting bit of comfort. However, for the goddess of spring and the goddess of fertility who have seen the real grand scene with their own eyes, and even created it with their own hands, the luxuriance of these fakes only highlights the boundless darkness. desolation and loneliness.

Outside the Elysee Palace, there are some delicate and delicate white narcissus growing.It was the sacred flower of the underworld, and it was when poor Persephone touched it with her soft fingers that she met her doomed captivity.These narcissus grow in the seams and dark pools of the underworld, and they can be regarded as the last breath of life in the underworld—and outside the Elysee Palace, the false sunlight makes the narcissus look like fake flowers.

The sacred flower of the underworld is the narcissus, and the sacred tree of the underworld is the poplar.However, Demeter never saw a poplar along the way, but only caught a glimpse of some narcissus from time to time-which reminded her of her daughter's tragic fate, and she was in agony.

Mingta, who led her way, naturally knew the allusion to the poplar tree.It’s kind of funny to say that Persephone, the future Queen of the Underworld, loves to go under the only poplar tree that has a little vitality in the underworld, probably because she is attracted by that vitality——Mingta thought disdainfully .The goddess of spring is young and unpopular, she cries or sheds tears all day long. Naturally, no one will kindly tell her the allusion of the poplar tree.What if she knew the identity of Poplar?

Thinking of this, Mingta couldn't help being jealous.She didn't know that Persephone went to the poplar tree to avoid Pluto, because every time Pluto stood under the poplar tree, the mind that was deluded by the golden arrow would be much clearer, and the lust|desire would be weaker.Mingta only felt that it was a great honor for the goddess of spring to be chosen by Pluto as the queen of the underworld. Why did she only know how to cry all day long and ignore everything?

"This is it, Goddess of Plenty," she said reluctantly.Immediately after seeing the cowardly mother stretching out her hand hesitantly and pushing open the door of the Elysee Palace, she couldn't help curling her lips: "I'll go back first, and I won't disturb you, Demeter."

How could Demeter care about her? The goddess of fertility stepped into the empty palace anxiously, and suddenly heard a very faint sobbing sound, which came from her own daughter!She rushed forward in a panic, almost tripping over the corner of her skirt and tripping to the ground. When she opened the door, it was indeed Persephone who was lying on the bedside and weeping bitterly.

"Mother..." Persephone was extremely haggard, her face was covered with tears, and large tears rolled down from her beautiful blue eyes, but she didn't notice it, she just reached out to her mother with infinite sorrow. One arm, "Ah, mother."

"I heard their talk, and heard those terrible rumors." Persephone said weakly, "Mother, please tell me that it is just a rumor."

"My poor and unfortunate Persephone!" Demeter could no longer restrain her emotions when she heard this.She stepped forward and hugged her beloved daughter who had lost a lot of weight, and burst into tears: "It's your mother who is incompetent, and I'm sorry for you..."

"Could it be true what they said?" Persephone's head was resting in her mother's arms, her neck was thrown back like a mourning swan, and she asked tremblingly in pain: "Zeus, the king of gods, really wants to marry me?" Hades, the king of the underworld, as his wife? All the gods have agreed?"

"Mother, mother." Persephone's tears fell one by one on the ground, blooming into dim and haggard little flowers, "Mother, how can you agree to this absurd marriage? How can you put your Daughter pushed into the grave of hopelessness? Mother, you clearly love me, and you know that I have long been my lover Hermes——ah, Hermes!" Trembling with great pain and love, "Where is my lover Hermes? Does he still love me as promised and try his best to save me? Mother, answer me!"

"Persephone, my Persephone!" Demeter cried in pain and sorrow, "Zeus, the king of gods, has indeed agreed to the request of the king of the underworld, and wants to marry you to him as the queen of the underworld! Please forgive me Mother, so cowardly and incompetent... But this is the best choice for us. I am really sorry for young Hermes, he was still running around for you before I left Olympus, I tried my best to convince the other ten main gods, but...but...I'm sorry, Persephone! I'm sorry, Hermes! I betrayed you young lovers who love each other!"

"Speak no more, mother!" cried Persephone, and wept bitterly in Demeter's arms, "Speak no more! My dearest mother, how could you bear to make me lose my love, made me so miserable and miserable..."

"I'm sorry! My Persephone, it was the mother who was sorry for you, it was the mother who betrayed Hermes' efforts first—" Demeter said infinitely sadly, "but my daughter, please cheer up Well, what else can we do? Daughter, accept your fate, and forgive me for being selfish and weak as a mother! You must know that fate cannot be escaped, and this may be the best ending! Daughter, Pluto I have agreed to lend you half of your freedom for one year, allowing you to return to Mount Olympus to live. Although I don’t want to thank him, I must say that this is the tolerance of fate. The prophecy will come sooner or later, we resist It’s useless, if you refuse to accept this time, you will face a heavier blow next time! Pluto will give you half of your freedom, that’s enough! It’s enough, my Persephone, don’t let yourself suffer anymore!”

"Persephone, Persephone," Demeter said, heartbroken, "I want to comfort you thoroughly, and make you escape the misfortune prophesied. But your mother is weak and can only Submit to fate, and hope that you will also submit, don't suffer more pain - Persephone, it is already the best ending! It is already the best ending! Forgive me, forgive fate! Even if I'm sorry, clever and dexterous Hermes, I can't bear to see you continue to suffer!"

"Mother..." Tears slowly flowed from Persephone's dazed eyes. She straightened up slowly. At this moment, she actually smiled at Demeter. The Goddess of Spring said weakly: "But mother, Hermes is my vitality, Hermes is my happiness, how can you deprive me of it without asking me... yes, what can you do..."

She was silent for a long time, and the tears never dried up.Demeter just looked at her in pain and guilt, while Persephone sighed slightly and said softly: "But your daughter can't be reconciled."

"I believe in my lover, I believe in Hermes." When her lover's name was mentioned, her voice became unbelievably joyful and bright, and it rose up like a bird about to fly to the sky, and Persephone cried again He laughed again, "I believe he must not give up, so I can't give up either. I will wait for him to come, I must wait for him to come, until the last moment - my lover will rescue me, he will definitely come for me of!"

This time, she turned around without waiting for Demeter to speak, and gently placed the beautiful and fragile head on the edge of the window.

In Persephone's mouth was a flute of leaves, which was given to her by her lover Hermes long ago.The leaf flute was briefly taken away by Hades before, but the goddess of spring begged Hades to return it.

She blew the leaf flute faintly, and again, Persephone called Hermes' name in her heart.

The author has something to say: *Mingta: In Greek mythology, the maid of Hades was trampled to death because she was madly jealous of Persephone and claimed that she was more noble and beautiful than her, and was turned into mint grass by Hades.