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On Darker Shore

- On Darker Shore -
Written in collaboration with jadielue (Jadeth)

Part One: In the Depths

In the depths of the underworld, pale pining Persephone,
Partook of wisdom beyond the ken of her lord, Hades…
Venturing in solitude beyond the prisons of the old Titans.
She came to a dark end, where the chasm of fire begins!
Hades sought her with the hounds of Hell to lead him on,
At last coming to where Hecate raised her grim throne…
Forsaken, by all the gods; feared by mortals, yet serene!
She took pity on the lord of the dead, became his queen.
Whilst Persephone plotted in secret, silently as a serpent!
For this was how she chose to test her lord’s commitment.
Dead yet dreaming, like the nameless gods of elder lore…
She had taken her own life, to rise again on darker shore!

Part Two: Black Stone

On wet, black stone of the nether endless shore...
Persephone gently arose from dark ashes like fire.
Her demureness and innocence melted away, so sure.
New form is animal in heart, so full of desires.
With rage and pain she screams deep in the darkness.
Hecate felt chills like fingers while atop her throne...
Surely, the silence had been broken: by another? Highness?
Persephone appears, her shadows cast like a dragon...
With fangs bared. Hecate stands, in awe, no possibility this could be!
"O, shameless harlot, you have no seat...
Within this place of mine!" No hesitation, no boundaries known.
So they begin their battle of hearts and thrones!

Part Three: War in Hell

No armies flocked to either side, where the war so raged…
And no oracle foretold of it, nor in dreams was it presaged.
Only Hades was there when Hecate’s heart was torn out…
By the claws of Persephone who was purged of any doubt,
Of the wickedness of he whom she had called her beloved!
Now he so quaked before her, his black heart full of dread.
He before whom mortal shades trembled when they faded,
Was moved to terror by the very goddess who anticipated:
Just such treachery from he, and so she felt not a bit of pity!
“Come, Hades, and thus do allow me now to set you free.”
But she had absorbed a portion of Hecate’s own essence,
Which lived on in her, becoming some hybrid quintessence!
Written by Kou_Indigo (Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton)
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