Video post.

[pearling]

[Persephone is... not actually in her garden. She's sitting on the deck and the stars are behind her. Unfamiliar stars with their unfamiliar stories.]

Now, in the Northern Hemisphere of Earth, the plants are stirring in the ground. They move through it, pressing forth and digging their roots more fully into the soft earth. They grow, moving instinctively towards the sun, fighting through the thawing ground. Winter's slowly shaken off as my mother's relief that I will be returning to her flows from her into the Earth. The world warms, and birds sing and animals start to come together...

And yet I am a prisoner here still.

I tire of this place.

Comments

Private.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

[Yay Greek.]

I am an inmate am I not? I had my divine body removed as well.

[She smiled at him.]

I am certain that they will not mind if it was you.

Private.

[collector]

[The language of cool kids.]

Not a comfortable experience, I imagine. If it's any consolation, you still possess the appearance of divinity.

I hope so. Do you know if we have heartsease? It would seem the best choice.

Private.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

[These two are definitely the cool kids.]

Thank you. [Persephone actually does look pleased with him, and she inclines her head in his direction. You're definitely her favorite, Brax.]

There is heartsease in the garden.

Private.

[collector]

Then tomorrow, I will have the high honour of being your flower girl.

Private.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I am fond of you, you know.

Private.

[collector]

[That directness catches him off-guard and therefore surprises a laugh out of him.] Thank you. I am rather fond of you myself.

Private.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

[Persephone is the sexual harassment Goddess in Percy Jackson, and she smiles at him quickly.]

I am glad to hear that.