A mighty God he was -a King of dead souls, a Lord of Darkness.
Feared by many for his endless power, he ruled the Underworld with an iron but just fist.
His soul was cold, his heart dead -yet, the feeling of emptiness wouldn’t leave the tortured God alone.
When he gazed at her for the first time, he knew the Fates had given to him a blessing.
She managed to bloom like a majestic flower in his empty heart so effortlessly, seeding herself deep into his being for the rest of their eternity.
She was a maiden of flowers that transformed into His Pomegranate Queen.
However, the Moirai do not only give but also take, leaving immense sadness and hopelessness behind them.
Because just like seasons, nothing lasts forever.
A retelling of the Greek myth of Hades & Persephone
Title Translation: “Summary”