Persephone could not tell how many days had passed since her a*******n. It was always night in the Underworld. Everywhere was dark, dull, and lifeless. She felt suffocated from being confined to her chamber all the time.
The maiden of amaranthine loveliness longed for the sunlight and the warm fresh scent of the earth. She missed her flowers and all the birds and faunas of her home. She grew lonely and terribly bored.
Hades had not come to her chamber since that night. For that, she was grateful. Persephone was still terrified at the prospect of seeing her captor again. She wouldn't know what the fierce goddess would do to her.
Yet she needed to escape this tormenting loneliness that plagued her mind. Quietly, she rose and crept towards the doors of her chamber. To her immense surprise,
