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I stand in my garden, the one that Hades gave me.
It's filled to the brim with flowers.
The Narcissus.
The flower that he knows that I love.
The one flower that was made just for me.
Just to bring me happiness.
My heart starts beating fast.
Faster.
Faster.
Even faster.
It's not like it used to.
It isn't beating like it used to when I was a child.
With my mother to protect me.
With my father giving me away.
Letting my now lover snatch me away.
Take me to the Underworld.
Take me away to become his queen.
To become the next greatest ruler beside him.
It began to snow when I left.
The soft, cold, white winters set in.
They set in and it was because I left.
The Goddess of Spring.
Eternal spring is what I brought.
And now.
I can't.
Not down here.
Not where I am.
I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder.
Then another.
I can tell that whoever it is is smiling.
He knows that I don't like it here.
It's not my cup of Nectar.
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RandomGoddess of Spring. Daughter of Zeus and Demeter. Wife of Hades. Queen of the Underworld. ||The aesthetics inside are not mine. I found them via Google and/or Pinterest.||
