Persephone sat on the edge of limbo. She had grown accustomed to the heavy pull on her chest as her heart yet resided somewhere in the oblivion of the underworld.

Their time was growing closer… she could feel it in the earth as it tingled with electricity in her eager hands with things soon to come …in the air, ripe on her famished lips …sweet and crisp…

And so she busied herself with the art of patience. But, oh how she longed for home …to be forever intertwined so that she could at last bloom in full…

And so, she waited

Published by The Pixie Perspective

Just a girl trying to find her way through the world and learning to embrace her own voice along the way

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