‘I intoxicate myself with his exhaust gases, just to feel close to him. I know I’m fooling myself but as I’m captured in the body of a child, my naivety always wins. I start thinking he cares about me while I know my abduction was a poor deal between him and my father.’ Instantly a gust of wind whirled around us like a vortex. ‘He won’t let me see anybody’ Persephone whined. 

‘Who, your dad Zeus?’ 

‘Mortals I get to speak to, die mysteriously.’ 

‘Should I be worried?’ I asked.

‘Time for a snapshot of me and mommy Demeter!’ Persephone answered. 

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