(seen 00:57) persephone:
i was never a god.
the promegranates you gave me
were soaked in the ichor none
of us wanted to admit was there.
i have swallowed plenty;
it has been flowing in my veins so rapidly the blood was spat out,
reborn. when you stain the canvas
with gold it forgets the crimson
is still under.
(seen 1:00) hades:
you were always a queen. i only polished your skin
— it has been glowing since. is it the fruit? (demi ev.)