Persephone (Our Lady of the Underground) (
threshes) wrote in
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audio: Persephone
[This is the first day of actual fall and Persephone knows that, even though it's been decades since there was a proper fall where she's from. All day, Persephone's ears have been straining to hear the whistle of a train, the gravel deep tone of her husband's voice, the Fates singing in the back of her mind... something. But there ain't been anything but the mocking of the network's emptiness and the feeling of how the world turns when things start to die. For Persephone, it's been three seasons here. She'd come from Winter on the verge of Spring, and then there had been the Summer and now. Now this.
She's trying desperately not to let the same worry that her husband has consume her. Which is why, it's probably not a surprise that Persephone's been in the orchard since before dawn drinking. She's floating on a river of wine from before there was such a thing as humans, and Persephone has decided, as the setting of the sun, that drunkenly addressing the network is the smartest thing to do.]
He ain't ever been late before. Not once. Early loads of times, but he ain't ever been late.
[There's a hesitance, as if Persephone wants to say more, but then she just settles on:]
I hate this place.
She's trying desperately not to let the same worry that her husband has consume her. Which is why, it's probably not a surprise that Persephone's been in the orchard since before dawn drinking. She's floating on a river of wine from before there was such a thing as humans, and Persephone has decided, as the setting of the sun, that drunkenly addressing the network is the smartest thing to do.]
He ain't ever been late before. Not once. Early loads of times, but he ain't ever been late.
[There's a hesitance, as if Persephone wants to say more, but then she just settles on:]
I hate this place.
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Nah. Ain't ever wanted anyone else. Not since he first came to me in my mama's garden.
[But then there was this whole thing with the girl that he was doing to deliberately make her jealous.]
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Staying is always the hard part, ain't it?
[Because six months out of every year (even if it ain't been a true six months in a good long time) she needs to leave hers.]
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Especially when on the surface, they seem like they're conflicting. What with me making mortals live and him collecting em when they die and running the Underworld.
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