Eurydice
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'I have died every day waiting for you...' #HADESTOWNRP #GreekMythos #AU #SMUTFREE
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Her fingers move over his face, as if she can stop the tears. "Don't cry. Please don't." She whispers.
Lifting her head, she kisses him softly in between words.

"Atropos helped me. She couldn't bear seeing us so miserable any longer."

Oh Orpheus.

"I'm here. I'm real."
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
well. There are fine lines and strands of gray woven into her lovely locks, but she is still the woman who loves him. She is the woman who has never stopped.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"I can."
She manages as she feels the warmth of his fingers touching hers.
"Orpheus."
She hasn't allowed herself to say his name since the day they were cruelly parted.
It hurt too much to think it, much less say it.

She has aged, too.
Wandering through the underworld has taken a toll on her as -
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
from the path she walked.
She became almost a Wraith herself no matter what Persephone and even Hades himself tried to do to stop her.

To help her.

To keep her from fading away.

..........

Raising her hand, she knocks on his door.
Marveling. It's his door. And she. She is really here.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
would go utterly mad.

...and then, the music.
His voice.
Every night, he began to sing.
His achingly beautiful voice surrounded her.
She could hear him, but she couldn't reach him, and he couldn't reach her.

Back and forth, to the River Styxx she walked, wearing a deep groove in the ground-
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
Wait for me. Wait for me. Wait for me.
They weren't the last words she'd heard from him, but they never stopped.

The Wraiths, pitiful creatures, had heard him scream those words as she'd been pulled back into the Underworld.
The mumbled and moaned them.over and over until she was afraid she -
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
own business, but she's heard a few arguments over the centuries.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"You have always been strong."

She had not been here when Persephone had first been brought to this place. She had not seen her in the early days, she did not know that past.
She only knows her own.

"You kept me from going mad.
As for what goes on between her and Hades, she tries to mind her-
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"There is no voice I would rather hear than yours."

She can tell a story, he becomes the story.
asadsong.bsky.social
“We’re not any people.”

They have more stories to tell and more songs to sing.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
It is a sweet way to begin again.

She takes it, holding the delicate stem carefully.

"Do people often begin, already in love?"
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
She is not so wrapped up in her own pain that she can not see that Persephone struggles, too.

"It must be difficult for you, living in both worlds, trying to be all things to e everyone."

Hades can be...Hades.
anthisiomorfias.bsky.social
The goddess is quite a moment.

“I will visit them. I have neglected my duties.”

Difficult when she is struggling, too. Things hadn’t exactly been good with Hades of late.

Persephone fixes a cup of black tea for herself but adds something a little stronger to it.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"You were kind. Others were not. Those in torment did not know how to be."

She supposes it difficult to be, when one is in agony.

"Fear and pain are contagious diseases."

She runs a fingertip over the chest, choosing a Jasmine tea. It has become one of her favorites.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"You were kind. Others were not. Those in torment did not know how to be."

She supposes it difficult to be, when one is in agony.

"Fear and pain are contagious diseases."

She runs a fingertip over the chest, choosing a Jasmine tea. It has become one of her favorites.
anthisiomorfias.bsky.social
“Were we really that bad?” she asks, setting a chest of tea from which Eurydice can choose in front of the woman. “I know this isn’t up there . . . and you were away from him. But I hope we have been kind.”
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"Quite the middle. Orpheus wants to know what I went through down here. How does one put that burden on one who already feels laden with guilt?
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
It is a sweet way to begin again.

She takes it, holding the delicate stem carefully.

"Do people often begin, already in love?"
asadsong.bsky.social
Orpheus holds out . . . a flower.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
Shall they?

Begin?
asadsong.bsky.social
Begin. They barely had a chance to start.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
It will happen.

They have a life to re...
Rebuild?

Begin?
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"Quite the middle. Orpheus wants to know what I went through down here. How does one put that burden on one who already feels laden with guilt?
anthisiomorfias.bsky.social
It’s the least she can do — little reminders of the world above, even as that world changes.

“Stronger woman than I,” the goddess jokes, but she sets a kettle on. “Muddling over something?”
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"It is the truth. You kept me from going quite mad, like the Hatter in the book about Alice that you brought to me."

There was a case.

"I think tea, please. I need a clear head."
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
It will happen.

They have a life to re...
Rebuild?

Begin?
asadsong.bsky.social
When she’s ready.

He’s here.

Waiting.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
Give her time. She will tell him. In time.

Else it will tear her apart in the telling, more than the living of it.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
Give her time. She will tell him. In time.

Else it will tear her apart in the telling, more than the living of it.
asadsong.bsky.social
She could never do that. He would never make her face the troubles alone — at least not if it’s in his control.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
She never cared about where or what he came from.

She has only ever loved him for who and what he is.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"It is the truth. You kept me from going quite mad, like the Hatter in the book about Alice that you brought to me."

There was a case.

"I think tea, please. I need a clear head."
anthisiomorfias.bsky.social
“Well, isn’t that the nicest thing.”

But Eurydice was always kind. And here far too soon.

“Is it wine or tea today for you, dear?”
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"You were the one bright light in the darkness, Lovely One."
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
Even if it magnifies the guilt he already carries?
What purpose will it serve?

How can they move forward if she only weighs him down?
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
"You were the one bright light in the darkness, Lovely One."
anthisiomorfias.bsky.social
“I tried to redecorate, darling. It’s the lighting that’s the problem.”
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
It will only make him feel worse.

It's not what she wants.
loveneverforgets.bsky.social
There is a lot of trauma she needs to work through.

But

She has never, not for a second stopped loving him.
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