my P R I N C E ( Jesse )

[persephone]

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It had been unquestionable that she had wanted to bare his children, she had come to a point of love and affection that she wanted nothing more, and being the Goddess of Spring Growth, new life was something she was very much in favor of. They had tried and tried, but it seemed the fates had decided that each time wasn't right, that the two great powers were not meant to have a child. But Persephone was persistent, she refused to be let down again. Desperation set in, and she would try for one last time, for this time, it would be a success. The Goddess had never been so happy, the thought of a child of her own and Hade's brought life to her appearance even in the Underworld, and no doubt to Persephone the news was already spreading on Mount Olympus, Hera would of course had found out, and told her Mother immediately.

The birth was easy, it was carefree and a little less relaxed than Persephone might've hoped, for a month and a half after finding it, she rose to her Mother on Mt. Olympus, where she was fussed over to the point where she almost wanted to rush back down to the Underworld and be by her Husband, where everything was carefree and loving, but she knew the effects that would have on the Earth, and the feeble mortals upon it, and so she most definitely decided against it. She was happy though, content as she could be with the fussing. Time passed quickly, thankfully, but she was to come face to face with a confrontation of her Mother and her Husband when it came time for her to return to the Underworld.

Demeter begged Zeus, pleading with him to make Persephone stay on Mount Olympus for the birth of her child, but Hades demanded that she return to his realm. Persephone herself knew the results of staying on Mount Olympus for longer than she should, and she realised that the seasons would seriously become distorted if she was to stay at the home of the Gods, and although she enjoyed her time with her Mother, she would be glad of the freedom yet again, especially during the birth. She had enough beings in the Underworld who would tend to her every need, aswell as Hades during this time, she didn't necessarily need so much faff.

Persephone always looks upon the birth as a sheer miracle, a special moment in history, when a child was born to life in the land of the dead, it is a message she remembers clearly in her mind. But the thing she remembers more, the thing at the very front of her mind every day, is her son, Jesmar. As her only child to Hades, he is her most prized offspring, and the only one she truly cares for and loves. In a way, she is proud that he turned out more and more like his Father, because in that way she see's Hades, and for that she is thankful, she would ask for nothing more.

Today she sat in her garden awaiting the arrival of that precious, sweet son of hers. She was clad in a very dark green dress that stopped at her knees and billowed backwards to the floor in elaborate frills. Black diamonds encrusted along the collar, the edges of the cuff and around the very end of each and every frill. The tree she sat under seemed almost crooked, as if it was leaning towards her. The bark nearest to her was much brighter and more moist than the bark on the opposite side of the tree, and the twigs and branches that hung over her bloomed with white cherry blossom and dark fruits. Within a metre radius of her in the garden, all the grass, every flower, every plant, seemed brighter, higher, more alive. She was excited to see her son, and it showed vividly in the spurt of life around her.

Footsteps, and Persephone's head came upwards slowly, a pleasant, motherly smile creeping upon her lips, meeting her eyes, which twinkled only slightly, remaining the dark, almost black, shade of brown. "Jesmar" She said with her ever so affectionate and caring voice.

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[JESSE]

The leaves on the trees had begun to color and wither, and when the first of them touched the ground, Jesse knew that his mother had returned to the Underworld. He had missed her; after all, six months was a long time for her to be away. He would be patient, though, to see her when they were both ready. His father, Hades, was always the one to see her first, save for of course Cerberus and perhaps a few of the most recently deceased souls. Jesse himself had plenty to do, and easily kept himself occupied while he waited for his chance to see his mother.

He figured she might be in her garden today... It had been a day or so since her return, so her reunion with Hades should be slowing down about now. Jesse figured he would check her garden, and if she wasn't there, he would find something else to do. He strolled into the garden, sighing. Everything was usually alive and well when Persephone was here, but without her it died. Jesse liked the way it looked when everything was withered and dark, but it was nothing like the way Persephone would have it look. She was the goddess of spring growth, after all. The place really did look like a beautiful, secret garden during the fall and winter months, very out of place in the Underworld. It was Persephone's special place and she loved it.

Of course, even though there were plenty of lesser beings to tend to the garden while Persephone was gone, the trees, flowers, and other plants always died after her departure. Persephone was their life force, and no matter how well they were taken care of, without her they would always die. They would remain as such for six months, until her return. From the looks of things, it didn't even seem as though she had set foot in here yet.

Jesse turned to go, but a figure caught his eye a little ways across the garden. There were servants in here all the time, but this one got his attention. Upon further scrutiny, he could tell it was his mother. Jesse started along the small path that wound its way through the garden, reaching his mother in just a few moments. She heard him approaching and smiled, life blooming around her in her happiness. In just a few days, this place would be as alive as it had ever been.

She was one of the few that actually called him by his full name, but Jesse didn't mind. No matter how much he tried to appear as though it didn't bother him, he had missed her, and was just happy to see her again.

"Mother," he replied, grinning back at her. "Welcome back."

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WORDS - sayHOWMANY?
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TUNES - the comedown, bring me the horizon
CREDIT - MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}