[Greek Mythology] The Love of Persephone

The sunlight seemed to be swallowed up in an instant, and the boundless darkness dragged the frightened heart into the quagmire.From the moment the carriage stepped into the underworld, the death energy that had been entrenched for tens of thousands of years was like a poisonous snake that had been stinging for a long time, ready to move towards the delicate goddess.If it wasn't for the stern-faced Pluto who held her tightly in his arms, the hostility towards all life in this place of death would have instantly weakened the goddess who brought vitality to spring.

There are countless ghosts wandering in silence on the long road, like walking dead, numb and terrifying.Even the sound of the carriage rolling over could not disturb the soul that had already lost its sanity.Persephone was firmly held in the arms of Hades, and on both sides of the galloping carriage, those slow and slow wandering souls disappeared like ghosts.

There is only boundless and rich black in sight, which is a hopeless black that makes people's heart gradually sink to the bottom of the valley.The worry about her lover and the misery about her fate are the last sparks in the heart of the young Persephone.The flame made her even more unacceptable to the underworld, and the mutual exclusion of vitality and death instincts made her lose her divine power quickly, and Persephone's lips trembled from the cold.She felt Pluto stop the carriage and carry her onto a boat.Hades whispered in her ear, "This is the river of pain."

Persephone said weakly, "And is this where my pain begins?"

Pluto is really not good at words, he comforted: "I will take you to Elysee, where bright and happy souls will be placed."

"My lord, of course I know there. It is the residence of the dead." Persephone closed her eyes, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, "How beautiful and peaceful it is is just an illusion, the heavy death Make me fade with every breath. Without the joy of life, without the cycle of the seasons, you lay me down in a fine and false tomb. I have never embraced death so much."

"I will grant you the Godhead of the Underworld." Hades said, "At that time, death will no longer be your enemy, and the Lord of the Underworld will become your lover. I can swear to the River Styx—"

"My love swore by the Styx that he would not part from me," thought Persephone quietly, as if regaining some courage, "now I must delay and trust Herme Spill will find a way to free me!"

Thinking of this, she begged again: "Respected Pluto, just and strict Hades, I don't need your false promise. Of course I believe that your honest character is noble and unparalleled, Persephone But I must dare to ask you to see clearly! This sudden, deranged love|desire of yours is not a song of the soul! It is just a deception-I don't know which of us offended Mischievous Eros, whose golden arrows of love have made your conduct utterly perverted. I beseech you, with your icy will, to discern the true from the false! Tomorrow you will wake up from the magic of the golden arrows. Come, I will definitely be grateful for the wisdom at this time. The sweet love from the heart can't be compared with the golden arrow's teasing, you—" Before she finished speaking, her lips and tongue were sealed by Pluto.

"You don't need to say too much," said the cold and solemn lord of the underworld, but Persephone was shocked to find that the dark green eyes of the underworld king were clearly stained with the color of lust!Seeing that he was about to bow his head again, Persephone wailed and pushed with all her strength, the weak goddess of spring fell from Hades' embrace and fell hard on the road connecting the Field of Truth to the Elysee Palace.Pluto was startled, and wanted to bend down to save her, but Persephone gritted her teeth, but turned around and fled to the depths filled with lifeless energy!

The goddess of spring fled in the underworld in a panic, her bare feet were stabbed by sharp black stone edges, dripping fragrant blood.The land of the underworld greedily and disgustedly swallowed the blood that contained vitality, just as the death energy here continuously deprived Persephone of her divine power and will.The crown woven with flowers was lost at some point, and the white robe was also scratched during the flight.How dazzling and dull that brilliant blond hair is in the dark and sunless Hades.Persephone forgot the fear of the dark and foggy road ahead, all her courage and will supported her to escape from Pluto—this person suddenly became manic because of the power of the golden arrow of love, and fell into a passion|desire The man she fucked with!She ran away desperately!The heart almost jumped out of the throat!

She escaped through the water with one deep foot and one shallow foot. It was dark, without the vitality and vigor she saw on the ground, but just a daunting pool of stagnant water.Pluto, Pluto's carriage, Pluto's scepter, and Pluto's hot breath seem to be within easy reach!Feeling sad, Persephone saw a narrow crack in the rock wall in front of her, and she didn't care to get in, taking the opportunity to get rid of the frame of the four black horses.However, she didn't know whether there was a way ahead, so Persephone could only muster up the courage to move forward. Her white face was also stained with plaster, and her messy blond hair brought out the goddess' misery.Persephone stumbled forward, but suddenly found herself in a halo.

Elysee Palace.

This is a land that is false and beautiful, as delicate as a canvas.Persephone Light|Treading bare feet into the small blue pond on the side of the road—not a cool and refreshing comfort, but a cold and soulless washing.Her heart sank, who else could understand every path of Hades better than Hades?Since this is the Elysee Palace, Hades must be looking for it soon. At that time—the young goddess could not bear to let out a sigh, but at this moment, the devil's four hooves had already knocked!Persephone turned her head suddenly, and Pluto was already driving the four black horses, approaching with Rolling Darkness!

The divine power of the goddess of spring was exhausted in the previous escape, and she could no longer drive this weak body away from an inch of disaster.Seeing Hades fall into manic lust, Persephone couldn't help feeling sad.She threw herself down under an exceptionally tall and luxuriant poplar tree, pressed her face against the gray bark, and murmured, "Father God, Mother God, my dear Hermes, please Save me, save poor Persephone! I would rather die like this!"

Persephone, who was immersed in pain, never noticed that this beautiful and tall poplar exudes a faint aura that other plants in the underworld do not have.As the tears of the goddess of spring seep into the soil where its roots lie, the poplar grows thinner as if brushed off a layer of dust.And Pluto, who had already arrived, stopped quietly without knowing the time.He quietly looked up at the poplar tree. The frenzy caused by the golden arrow on his face a moment ago was forcibly suppressed by another, more profound emotion.There was a look of pain on Pluto's face.

But Persephone just clings to the poplar and weeps.She was exhausted from crying, and now she only felt that her consciousness was wrapped in a chaotic warmth that she had never experienced, and she almost wanted to fall asleep.At this moment, in the mist, she heard a gentle female voice that she had never heard before, softly calling her name, and then slowly sang.

"Who are you?" The goddess of spring asked in the chaos.

"My name is Liu Ke." That poplar replied.