The death crawls up the alley,
and the blood seeps through
the cracks in the floor.
My mind races
Trying to come up with an explanation,
but there is no point.
They are coming,
and I feel the dark presence of the devil,
straight from Hell.
The spirits gather around me,
Try to persuade me,
but they can't.
All of my fears are before me,
and the red liquid surrounding me
makes me faint.
But care do they not,,
and they pull me down,
through the gates of the underworld.
Hades looks into my eyes,
and suddenly looks away,
ashamed,
horrified.
He sends me to the judgement
of Persephone.
I lay down in her garden.
Punishment seems easy,
this isn't even punishment.
The terrible thing I did...
Silver surrounds me,
shines,
glints from tree top
to tree top.
I stand up,
and pick a lustrous
piece of fruit
from a large tree.
I bite into the apple,
and I am left forever,
still as a statue,
For all eternity
In Persephone's Garden.
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