PERSEPHONE

The small signs of excitement that Creed showed as Persephone led her towards the trees in the distance were pleasing. She missed having someone else around to share the enthusiasm she held for her own home. It felt good to share the land with someone again, and a spring energised Persephone’s step somewhat at the thought.

The conversation turned then to the place Creed had come from, and Persephone listened to the youngster’s response with interest. She smiled fondly at the image Creed conjured for her. It reminded her a little of her home land, in some ways. She didn’t really miss that place, but some things sounded idyllic.

Perhaps absence really did make the heart grow fonder in some ways.

“It sounds lovely,”, Persephone replied, as the trees they made their way through began to grow thicker and closer. The sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the canopy of leaves above them.

“What made you want to leave?” she asked curiously, with a tilt of her head. “So much that you braved these waters alone, at least?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh