Love and Lose
This project was about the love Hades and Persephone had for
each other. I also includded the relationship between Persephone and her mother.
each other. I also includded the relationship between Persephone and her mother.
Dear my sweet Persephone,
The wait for your return is the hardest thing to do. Is it normal to be afraid? Are you plagued with these dreams, these sinking ships of thought that carry cargo to heaven for lonely souls accustomed to light morning kisses? These rivers that surround our palas are now quiet. The souls scattered around have fallen silent. Where have you gone? Are you safe? Do your feet tread softly walking home? I sometimes fear you’re lost and crying out for me, that you roam an unforgiving sea of wheat looking for your way back to me. Even though you always come back after your four month turm with Demeter. I think I worry too much, when I know my lover is not as small or helpless as I thought. In fact I’ve never met a woman who Isn't afraid of me and my hellhound. Speaking of my hellhound, Cyrus misses you just as much as I do. I know who you choose to worship, and I wont get to deep into this. But I taught you the secret of this cursed romance. Teach me about relinquishing my control, about patience, and freedom to let you come and go and go and go and believe you will come home. For you chose a lover with a sheltered heart, and you my love are the one to tame it. I miss your sparkling eyes and your sweet demeanor. Come back to me soon please. Without you here I feel incomplete. My love we will be together again soon. Hades |
Dear Mother,
Oh, Mother, why do you spin these false stories? You are no better than the rest of our family. Your grief for me is misplaced and selfish. I was not going to be a child forever, not with this ichor in my veins. I am not Kore, not your maiden. I chose this, do you know why? My teeth are as unforgiving as your claws in the earth and Hades knew that the moment he saw me. I bite and tear and he surrenders to me completely, pleading if there’s anything else he can give me. Those pomegranates were sweeter than anything the heavens or the earth could offer. But I don’t remember if the red stained on my lips is their juice or if it’s blood. My heart is colder than your damned winter and you can destroy the earth for all I care. Every soul you send to this place makes us stronger and makes you weaker. Mercy, they whisper as they kneel before me, the queen of all things dead and dying. Tell me, who will worship you when you’ve killed them all? You will wither just like your earth. He carved out his heart when I asked for it and he trembles when I clutch it in my hands. He calls me queen, tells me I’m his salvation because I have known the light. When I laughed and told him it means nothing compared to his strong rural side, he whispered Persephone, destroyer of light. I do not write this to plead my case, but the opposite. Do not claim your grief is because of me, do not claim that I am to blame for the earth dying. I know nothing of weakness and yours is not mine to bear. Twist your tales, paint my husband as evil, we do not care. The mortals all come to beg before us eventually. Persephone |