her touch was as soft as the feather of a dove. her body was as fragile as porcelain. her innocence was not only betrayed by her stature, but in her eyes as well. her eyes, as dark as the night sky, were wide and naive; ignorant of the horrors others have faced. her skin, darkened by her time in the sun, was speckled with brown freckles that seemed to flow endlessly throughout her body, like the stardust seen perfectly by the naked eye when the moon hid in the night. if one looked carefully enough, they would soon find that she too, had her own constellations written in her body, each one telling a different story of her life.
“dearest persephone,” a voice called from behind. the freckled woman turned, and smiled warmly at her mother, demeter, approaching.
“i thought for sure you wouldn’t find me in the garden,” persephone chuckled lightheartedly, as her mother smiled widely.
“come now, dearest. if you are trying to hide from me you know the first place I search will be-”
“-the garden, yes, yes I know,” persephone finished the sentence with her mother, a wave of her hand dismissed her mothers words. demeter nodded, and gently took her daughter’s soft hands into her own, and looked persephone deep into her dark eyes.
“persephone, my dear, you know when we come to olympus I do not like it when you wander the halls by your lonesome.”
“mother please,” persephone almost begged demeter not to bring the conversation up again. persephone was rather young for a goddess. still she was centuries years old, and by mortal standards she had lived the span of a mortal life tenfold, but compared to the gods and goddesses from the beginning of their creation from the titans, she was but a speck to them. nothing to be seen with a second glance. or so she thought.
“please, persephone. you do not know the gods and goddesses that roam these halls like I do,” demeter said. her eyes were patient as they slowly reached up from persephone’s hands to cup her daughter’s face. “I just want to keep you safe from them. it is why we moved to the mortal realm in the first place,” demeter added after a beat of silence.
persephone rested her forehead against her mothers and took a deep breath. her mother had always been protective of her, and she understood her mother’s concerns as everyone, god and mortal alike, has heard of the stories of olympus that would instill fear in the hearts of everyone. persephone huffed, knowing if she pushed too much farther, it would only make her mother upset.
“fine, mother.” -she pulled away from demeter, and looked her in the eyes. “may I at least stay in the garden for a bit longer,” persephone asked? demeter rubbed her brow, and looked to persephone.
reluctantly, demeter nodded and said “but I will see you at supper, no later.”
“I'll see you at supper,” persephone confirmed with a small nod. her mother kissed persephone’s forehead before she turned and left persephone alone in the garden of olympus.
the young goddess knelt down by the pink flowers in bloom in the garden, the dirt slowly rubbing onto the white fabrics that adorned the goddesses body. and it was there amongst the flowers where the goddess found her peace, unbeknownst of the silver eyes studying her that slinked away further into the shadows.
author’s note: I have no clue if I will continue this, I just wanted to write persephone content because I was bored and procrastinating homework lmfao
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Occupation﹔ formerly an indentured servant, now on the run
Race: kalashtar
Class: monk
༇⁑ | Appearance
Height﹔6’2
Hair Color﹔caramel brown
Eye Color﹔they are cream colored due to his blindness, but if he had his sight they would be hazel with drops of gold
Skin Pigmentation﹔he is fair skinned, with a bit of a tan as he spends most of his time outdoors
Physique﹔ he is very lean and flexible
Distinctive Feature(s)﹔roman nose, thick eyebrows, curly hair, long fingers, calloused hands, scars from both fights and his disease, droopy eyes, wide feet
༇⁑ | Romance
Sexual Orientation﹔pansexual
Experience﹔little to none, he is a flirt but never allows it to get that far
