In the Shadow of Demeter: A Hades and Persephone Retelling by Vic Malachai

Author:Vic Malachai [Malachai, Vic]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: MalachaiManuscripts
Published: 2021-09-13T04:00:00+00:00

XXII

Metis had seen each of her cousins swallowed by Kronos and she had never forgotten. “It is very hard to kill a Theoi,” she remarked one day. “If we could only get Zeus's siblings out, they would probably be fine.”

Zeus and Aphrodite agreed and soon Metis hatched a plan. She would slip mustard seeds into Kronos's wine. Zeus and Aphrodite would be ready to run and hide with the other Olympians when Kronos coughed them up. It never occurred to Metis that the other Titans wouldn’t calm down after a week or two. After all, there was nothing wrong with Zeus or Aphrodite and Metis had no memory of the Primordials.

The woven basket was filled with furs, warm and plush and thick. Persephone grinned as she thought about sleeping on them instead of the cold ground. Deeper, she found a new pair of boots and warm clothes from her wardrobe in the underworld. But most precious of all, nestled protectively in the furs there were memory crystals. She picked one at random and found a memory from Makaria of Elysium. Children played and laughed in the city street. The flavors of an underworld deer burst in her mouth. It was short but it felt delightfully of home. She could not wait to find out what the others held. Calli and Ligeia wouldn’t touch the basket, but Persephone carried it back to their tent on her own. She was careful not to spill any of her new treasures.

The furs looked nice spread across her sleeping space. Persephone split her time between glancing eagerly between the crystals and the furs. She would save the crystals for when she was falling asleep. A message from home every night for a week. She was busy looking for a fur to turn into another cloak when her mother returned. She was never sure which of the nymphs had found her mother so fast.

“Kore!” She snapped. “Get rid of those nasty things now. Hunter’s goods do not belong at planting, and they smell like death!”

Persephone buried her face in one of the furs, savoring it for as long as it lasted. She couldn’t smell anything bad about it. Just the mist and the thick soil of the forest she had run through with Asca. She wondered if he had caught these for her. Calli and Ligeia hadn’t scrunched up their faces on the walk back like they smelled something bad either. She was braced for the disintegration, the fur in her hands and beneath her knees fading away to nothing. The crystals glittered one last time before disappearing. “My name isn’t Kore,” she whispered.

It wasn’t the last basket. Persephone suspected that the nymphs found and burned some of them before she saw them. But they could not find them all. In the end it didn’t matter. Her mother took them all in the end. But she never made the mistake of saving the crystals again. Aidon sent her memories of Aura and Ammie playing together in

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